Fireworks

A short.

They cracked like whips in the darkness of the sky. Their high-pitched screams echoing against the trees. She stared at the sky, while the lights danced in her eyes.

“Wow.” She breathed quietly, a barely audible whisper. With another loud crack, the sky exploded into gold. Her mouth hung slightly ajar, her eyes stared straight ahead. Purples and greens filled the sky, she remained unmoving.

I watched the rockets reflected in her eyes. Red and gold sparkles danced atop hazel. Her lips turned upwards, a small smile. It was cool, and my arms bumped  Her hair blew softly in the wind, but she was still. Watching the fireworks. I watched her.

“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.” She murmured quietly.

Me too.