----"Why?"
She asks him as she steps out of his shower, wrapping a towel around her delicate frame, squeezing water from her hair.

He can only stare as she brushes her teeth in the sink.

-----"I just don't get it," she mutters, "Why there must be an us, you and I, them, her and him."

She turns from the silence.

----"Do you get what I'm saying?"

She opens the window and lets warm polluted air fill her lungs.

-----"I mean, look at those birds on the windowsill. He didn't ask or offer much, and she didn't need much in return. They make a pretty woven nest, have some chicks, and teach them how to fly. Why is it so hard for us people? Surely there's something the birds are missing from all of this, but they seem perfectly fine. It's us as people that are the unhappy ones. We all have conflicting and useless thoughts. Sure we were giving the power to think, but what has it really done for us, you know?"

The morning sunlight seeps through the window and kisses her drying hair perfectly, illuminating the room with a golden shine. She continues to pace nervously, biting manicured nails with her smooth teeth. She licks her naturally ruby lips, her stormy eyes flashing silvery-blue.

-----"Do you know why we, two crazy humans, are here, together now? Thought and instinct can't go hand in hand, right? So then why....what do you think??"

He looks at her blankly, sitting up in the bed.

-----"Ugh, see, this is what I'm talking about. You didn't even hear one word I just said. Great. ...Now what are you smiling about?? What could you be thinking..."

He continues staring for a few moments, then snaps out of it.

-----"Huh? Oh, sorry, I was just thinking about how much I love you."