watching sunsets have become a habit now, partly because i love that time of the evening when everything seems to fall into place and the sun seems to tell me i've done well for the day, but also partly because you remind me of them :
breathtakingly beautiful and calm, golden and warm, but also something i can't make stay. something i acknowledge every new day, but have to say goodbye to for more times than i want to.
you remind me of the sunset in a bittersweet way, and although it aches my heart bidding goodbye every day, i still eagerly wait for each new evening, just to experience it time and time again.
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crimson
Poetry'here a seventeen year old with such a hurricane of emotions talks and rambles about her musings, and writes about lovers she hasn't met and heartbreaks she hasn't yet experienced,as well as others in its rawest state with the hopes that they may b...
