Holding each other close, they remembered the sweet days of the past, where a life of love and happiness was just around the corner. They wanted to go back to those days.
Yet, they could not, for only a small thread of what they had once had was left. It had been destroyed, dwindled away by lies and hate and resentment until it was almost nothing. There were too many people in the way, too many people selfishly waiting for that single thread to snap.
But perhaps, they reasoned, if they embraced each other tightly enough, that thread would never break. No matter what, they would always have something to hang onto, even if it was small.
They gave everything they had to protect that one thread of fate, and because of that they will never let go.