We ended like the sunset. It was beautiful for a while, until it lasted. And months after we ended, I decided to go back to our place. As I walk along the shore watching the sun setting, I remembered the days that we drove to the beach on a late afternoon. You said it was because you know how deeply in love I am with the sunset and even took me to the best spot where we can watch it. We would spend our whole afternoon just sitting at the back of the pick up truck, looking at the sun as it sets. Like someone spilled a bunch of colors in the sky that don't usually belong, you would describe it. But for me, it was like a blazing fire lighting up the horizon. And soon after, I am lost in the moment, slowly drowning to it's beauty. The more I look at the sunset, the more I fall in love with it. And sometimes, I wouldn't even notice the tears falling down my face. You always thought it made me melancholic because it's like something was fading or ending. It was neither a feeling of loss nor an end. Rather, it's an overwhelming feeling that puts warmth in my heart. It was like coming home after a long, tiring day. Like the clouds promising a calm and peaceful night. We would be there and have our small talks whilst waiting for the sun to finally set. And then I would look into your eyes. I would look in those big dazzling almond eyes, drawn closer and closer. Suddenly, I will feel your lips pressed against mine and we'll promise to remember this feeling. And after a while, it starts to get dark and we'll finally decide to go back. This was one of the most beautiful things I would say that has ever happened in my life. But then again, all good things must come to and end. And so we did. Like a beauteous sun setting, fading slowly until it was gone. But I am keeping my promise to always remember what it felt like. And now I look at the sunset once more and it gave me the idea of you. Beautiful but temporary.