The rhyme is well done here. It's unnoticeable, in the background, not forced in anyway that would draw attention. I also find the near rhyme in the last stanza meaningful in that it mirrors the dissipated love.

The entire romance feels fated, both coming together and the tempest that shows up and takes them apart. The lovers feel powerless in this poem, except that they were able to decide that they would talk about the future.

I like the inversion of the clouds clearing after the storm and the sun coming out. Normally this would be a positive, but you've turned it on its head. Perfectly executed as this is when the relationship is turned on its head too.

I can relate to the realization that (in my case she) "never said ... could or would, or want" and can't be blamed, but still it's over because of that.

There's a lot here. Nicely done.