When confronted with death people tend to see life differently. Most people are a great deal more honest with themselves and those around them. Thoughts become more sincere.
Love and
friendship can be
enhanced to a simpler state of mind. No longer bickering over trivial things, no longer needing to
force one's own objective.
On the mind of every
lover after seeing the
face of death. With the possibility of never seeing one another the thought occurs to these lovers:
"
Kiss me, you are beautiful. These are truly the last days."
Does it matter if they are indeed the last days?