Maiden Love We walked hand In hand, her black, neck length hair flowing softly Into her pale, open face. I stare into her large, pained eyes. We sat out at our spot, our one haven of hope. Today was the first of many goodbyes. "How do I know that you won't change?" Madison worried. Changing meant so much to us, seeing as I'm a shifter. My eyes are two different colors. My hair can change shape and my body can copy any form I want. We stared out into the ocean, feeling the soft cool mist shine on our tear streaked faces. I was from out of state. And she lived where I wanted to hold her, to cherish her. To love her. I guess I do love her. We've been through literal hell and back. Four years we've known each other and we hint at dating now. Part of me thinks it asinine. I held her face in my free hand, my other holding both of hers. As I lean in, she comes closer, and we share a deep passionate kiss. We break apart after what seems like an eternity, and smile. "I guess that's how. Missing you was the hardest thing I've done. And I've done it for too long. I have something to tell you Madison: I am moving back here. Back home, where I belong. With whom I belong. She smiles and the. Tackles me. We kiss and kiss and kiss through the dying sunset, and Into a dead, moonless Night. If this is goodbye for now, then I love saying goodbye. I love you Madison. That will always ring true. Forever apart, I always think of you. You hair, your smile, even your scent. It all makes every lonely second well spent. For there could be oceans between us and I will swim it to see you. To hold you. To kiss you and to love you. I won't give up on this. Not this time.