It wasn't deep and meaningful, it wasn't kind and gentle, it wasn't loving and warm, and it wasn't there to stay.
He had lost someone who, although he didn't really want to admit to it, he cared for.
She had lost someone who she felt connected to.
He had lost someone who understood him, even when he didn't understand himself.
She had lost someone who was always there for her, even when she wasn't there herself.
They had both lost that person. As they lay side by side, in a tangle of sheets, arms and legs, they clung to each other, so they wouldn't lose themselves.
"Someone once said 'People living deeply have no fear of death.'" They had moved from the bed and were now both nursing coffee cups, full to the brim with strong black coffee.
"Who said that?"
"Anais Nin. Do you fear death?" She needed to know if he of all people feared death.
"Have we lived deeply?"
"I think so, I hope so."
"We have both died too many times to fear death."
"Maybe we are dead."
"As in ghosts?" He was never one to believe in ghosts.
"It's not really possible."
"We could be." After all it was possible.
"We could." She didn't say it as an answer or a question, but as something that was.
"What do we do now?"
"Hmm?" In truth she knew what he was asking, she just wasn't ready to face it yet.
"We can't dance around this forever."
"Forever is a long time, especially when you're dead."
"I don't think we are dead."
"Oh? Why not?"
"Because dead people don't have heart beats."
"That's true." Silence rung out through his living room, looking up he saw messy blonde hair surrounding a pale face, cheek bones sticking out, he noticed she hadn't been eating.
"Eat something Sam."
"Maybe later Daniel, maybe later." Getting up she walked around picking up the items that had been so carefully thrown to the floor. "I have to go, today could be the day." He didn't turn to see her go, and she didn't look back.
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AN – Okay, this just randomly popped into my little messed up world. Take's place during 100 days. Just one of those thoughts.