just a lightning strike (poem)

we were a lightning strike
through the storm we shined
illuminating the shrouded world
but without the storm we're nothing
reduced to a rumbling memory
and whatever we managed to destroy

every storm passes, fades, exhausted
but I clung tight to the moment
tried to force it into a lifetime
just to be shattered by the thunder;
only pictures and memories can hold lightning
our image captured before we vanished
the next moment it's gone forever
and all we can do is move on.

-Zero