Sunset

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This one is about a girl grieving the loss of her boyfriend.

His arm wrapped around me and he held me close.

Watching the sunset with him is what I loved most.

Sunsets are so beautiful and perfect.

It just has some kind of effect.

I look at him with a smile.

We stay like this for a while.

He promises me that if we die,

we will look like the sunset in the sky.

We would be orange, pink or red.

That is what he promised, that is what he said.

Later he would send me photos of the sunset.

There was one thing I didn't know yet.

He made a drawing of the beautiful sky.

Why did he have to die?

Now I am here alone on the field looking at the beautiful sunset.

My cheeks are wet.

His number is what I text even though he won't reply.

4:56 - January 26

I love how you look tonight. All those colors in the sky.

I love how you look. Why did you have to die?

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