A/N: Hey, everyone, just wanted to let you know that this is my first fan fiction. Actually, it's more like a fan fiction-like entry. I'm gonna be doing more fan fictions when I get the chance, so, y'know, R&R, support me, and all that yadda yadda that you see everyone else say. Also, check out my profile page, you might learn something, like the meaning of life (Just by the way, no I am not kidding, I actually do state the meaning of life in there.). PM me story ideas, or new poem ideas, follow me, favorite me, yeah, I think you know the drill. So, hope you like my little poem, the first stanza(look it up) rhymes, and all the others are free form (again, look it up). Eventually, I think I'm gonna add a second chapter, with another poem like this, but from Fang's POV. Ok, I'll stop rambling now, enjoy!

Fly on

-HerefortheRide

He's the Reason

By HerefortheRide (Do you really think I'm dumb enough to put my name in here?)

-Max POV-

My shadow passes over the clouds,

The snowy white, misty shrouds.

I fold my wings and fall right through,

And as I turn around, I see my family dropping, too.

But one stands above all else,

Dark and black, hard and strong,

Following me, like a faithful shadow.

But he is more than a shadow, more than a third wheel,

He's the reason I'm still here,

The reason I keep fighting.

Little does he know,

How much he truly means to me.

The ground is coming closer,

And fast,

So I open my wings and rise,

But only for him.

If he didn't mean so much to me,

I would keep on falling,

Wishing for the end.

He makes that much of a difference,

The difference of my life or death.

If only he knew,

That he is the reason,

Why I keep on living,

Fighting,

Leading,

Why I fly on.

A/N Yeah, I know its short, but I just wanted to write a little something that shows how strong the connection between Max and Fang is. I mean, obviously, if you had as much pressure as Max, with both saving the world, and now basically ruling it, you would just kind of commit suicide, too. This just goes to show that she doesn't, you know, kick the bucket so to speak, because she doesn't want to hurt Fang, and she wants to spend her life with him. So, yeah, a dark, yet sweet poem. By the way, the line breaks just signify a new stanza, sorry if that's a little confuling for you.

Fly on, R&R, PM me, blah blah blah…

-HerefortheRide