there is a girl that is watched.

a girl who is u n k n o w i n g l y watched.

unknowingly l o v e d.

a girl with eyes the colour of venus.

lips the shade of mars.

and hair as wild and violent as the storms of jupiter.

a girl who looks to the sky every night and wonders what lay beyond it.

a gesture that always ends with him looking b a c k wide-eyed and thinking: she's actually looking at me.

for there is a boy in the sky.

and a girl who will be the bringer of Armageddon.