"You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough." -Unknown
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It was another one of those nights where we'd sit on an upside down sofa, eating icecream and whilst watching a movie. Appearantly the rest of the world calls them wednesdays.
I was wrapped around her like a blanket. Her legs between mine, my arms around her waist, her back against my chest, so she was softly rocking back and forth with every breath I took. She smelled like citrus, icecream and a hint of gingerbread. Everything about this moment was right. It felt good in it's simplicity.
"Peach." She said suddenly, drawing my attention from the moment. I wasn't really watching.
"Yeah." I replied, my head on top of hers.
"Do you believe in an afterlife?"
"Hm," I took a second to reply. "I don't know. I'd like to think so, but I don't think there's actually something like heaven."
"How about you?" I asked after a while.
"Me neither." She said and added: "I'm glad."
"Why?" I asked.
"I think I'd be pretty bored by the time I die. I don't think there'd be much left to do."
"Really? I've never seen you bored." She shrugged. My arms got pulled up along with her shoulders.
"What if you die young though. Like- what if you get hit by a bus an never get to do those things you wanted to do?" It took some time for her to answer.
"It wouldn't really matter anymore, because I'd be dead."
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