when i finally got the chance to go to the place i've been meaning to go one day, all i do is stare at the setting sun while my hair blows from the wind as if embracing me warmly while i stand at the fine and rough sand and the water waves calmly like a mother singing a lullaby. all I thought is i can reflect on myself but for some reason, i am envisioning you here standing in front of me - smiling so sweetly, tenderly, and softly. "an illusion", i uttered, as i felt my eyes raining and my heart creating a sound that is so much for me to take in.
YOU ARE READING
when i tell the sunset about me and you
PuisiA poetry book about my unsaid feelings, regrets, euphoria, wishful thinking, unforgettable happy, sappy, and late night thoughts. - Written in English
