The clouds thundered
in the dark indigo sky.
Their bolts of lightning
casting shadows
on the cold, wet
pavement.
I wasn't sure
if the rapture
was happening;
or if our sky
was simply falling.
My eyes were not
focused on the
things that were
always there.
No.
My focus was more
latched onto the girl
with striking
Violet eyes,
their color more vibrant
then the colors in the
sky.