"What would you do if you ever lost me?" He held her hand tighter, wiping the stray tears away.
Eliza was horrified. "Don't talk like that,'' She looked at him seriously.
"No, that's not what I meant. I wouldn't take my own life. I just mean, what would you do, if I ever, you know, died."
She looked out the window and watched the trees pass by, and was overcome by extreme sadness. Tears stung at her own eyes at the thought of him not by her side.
"I don't think I could make it without you."
"We should come up with a plan. A therapy of some sort. If I ever did..die. I would want you to move on with your live. But before that, think about me. The kisses we had, the time we spent, the memories we made, the love we shared. Reminisce. Express your feelings, and then let me go."