01/10/22
I’ve spent my life chasing our sunset. As if nothing could ever be as beautiful. I raced for the sun when it tried to leave every time. Like pulling you towards me could ever stop our light from ducking beyond the horizon, never to be seen again. I could have saved myself endless pain if I’d learned to appreciate each of our endings for their beauty, rather than fear them for their darkness. I held you in my arms and watched our sun set for the final time. Long ago, you told me nothing lasts forever, I should have listened; because this darkness between us is such a beautiful thing. Our sun will never rise again, but I have.
Comments