She was the only real thing in the world, Max, and as I held her in my arms, I felt her soft gentle touch, her tongue slowly and gently begging my mouth for entrance. The scent of her sweet smelling hair. The way her eyes glinted in the light, and when the sun shone on them, they became two miniature suns themselves, lighting my world. Her gentle yet firm embrace. Her lightly freckled shoulders. They all added up to make her perfect, just perfect. I don't know why it's taken me so long to realise this. Her soft lips parted with mine for a moment, and she pulled away slightly.
'No, Max, don't go, don't leave me again.' She looked deep into my eyes, her beautiful brown eyes boring into my black ones. I loved her eyes. The way they glinted mischievously in the light, the way they went golden when the sun hit them. The way that, when you looked into them, you could see right into her soul, if you looked hard enough, the way that you could see all the little lines leading into the great black hole of her pupil, into the great unknown. She considered for a moment, and then came to rest at my side, her fragile body making a soft 'wumph' sound on the undergrowth we were rested on.
'I love you Max' I said gently. Why had it taken me so long to work up the guts to say those four simple words? I don't know, all I know that now that I've said them, I don't regret them. She smiled. Not her usual supportive grin, or a mischievous smile, or a mocking smirk, a simple, friendly, and small smile.
'I love you too, Fang.' How sweet it was to hear those words.
'I could die right now max' I whispered to her.
'I could die right now and I would die happy'. She looked at me, her penetrating eyes staring right through me.
'Don't'