I never enjoyed the sunset until our first date. You took me to the waterside and we sat on the edge as we watched the colors fade to black. The look in your big beautiful eyes made me smile. You were so awe struck by the orange color in the sky. Do you remember? Because I sure do.
I hope you remember.
We went to our apartment hand in hand, and our fingers intertwined. The small touch was enough to fill my stomach with butterflies.
I didnt like how dark it was, but you promised me everything would be alright. And so I trusted you. Because i knew you would never let anything hurt me. But that was then and this is now. Now here I sit, heartbroken trying to put my thoughts into words.
How could I ever describe how you made me feel? The way I felt was indescribable, yet I try to explain it regardless.
What was the feeling?
Love?
Happiness?
Protection?
The sunset is no longer beautiful to me. The sunset is a reminder that nothing is permanent. Everything ends. Everything ends in heartbreak, blood, and tears.
