As we walked along the crooked boardwalk, the boardwalk above the sandy beach, we looked in to each other’s eyes. More than faith and love, there was happiness. As I looked in to your eyes though, they became darker. I knew in that instant, under the moon, that this would not last forever. And as this realization swept over me, clouds flooded the moon, almost like an eclipse of the sun. As I looked to the sky, watching this dark and foreshadowing moment, I was pulled back to your eyes. Those eyes. I looked at you once more and saw everything we had ever been, I lifted myself up and kissed you. There was no ground beneath us, nothing under us. For this moment, this rude awakening, we wanted to stay all that each other had but knew we would soon be back in this world; a world that strived to tear us away from each other. We kissed. We kissed, the kind of kiss that is written about in fairytales and romance novels. We kissed with fire, desire, passion, love, selflessness and selfishness. We kissed with a love we know we would never know again. We gave that to each other, if that’s the only thing we ever gave, we gave each other the kind of love we would never be able to forget.