Unlike the Sun

Of all the things to like, I don't get why I am so drawn to the blazing and ever punishing sun. I tried to like the mysterious moon, the gentle waves and rough seas, but it won't equal the feelings I have for the sun. And when I knew that the sun will never let my feelings die, I gave up struggling. Until then, I have always loved the sun more. From the moment he's risen until the time of his setting. It remained that way until I met a guy. I never expected that I am capable to love someone as much as I love the sun.

And I never expected that he would leave me one day, like the setting sun, only that he never came back to me again.