NY “The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.” 16 followers / 801 words
the sunset never stopped. it dropped down and hit the horizon with flaming colors. it rippled across the ocean and purled into the white sand and tickled my feet.