she was like a storm.

she came into my life quickly
and was gone the next day.

her touch was destructive,
and her voice was summer rain.

when she sang, buildings fell,
and when she smiled…

well.

she was a hurricane named charlie.

when they fell in love, it was at the seaside.
on an overcast day that promised clouds in the sky.
but it was bright.
and it was beautiful.
the waves crashed upon the sand and then,
just as quickly,
pulled away.
a greek tragedy.
the sun tried and tried again to peek out
and kiss the earth.
but it had no such luck.
neither of them were looking at the view.
they couldn't pinpoint the exact moment
it their hearts began to beat for one another.
it just sort of...
happened.
like clockwork.
one moment, they had been talking about the weather.
and the next,
she compared her best friend's eyes to the sea
which made him compare his best friend's eyes to the trees.
they weren't sure why it seemed so simple.
had it always been this way?

perhaps.