I do always love sunsets,
like how I take in your flaws.

Like how the light shines in the middle of the fast-eating darkness.

You are the sunset.
Beautiful and promising.
Gentle and calm.

The little secret I keep. ♥️

You are charming.
Your light cast a magic spell on me.

You are the Sun—my dearest sunset, my beautiful sunrise.

My heart made a promise,
To more brighter days with you, my only one. ☀️

You are the good in the morning that can draw a beautiful smile on my face.
You are near yet so far but I know I can reach you at my own pace.

You are warm and carefree,
my Sunrise, you will always be.

In your arms I found a home.
Every good morning leads me to a good night.

Sometimes the Sun is concealed by the clouds, but my brave heart believes that it’s somewhere behind the universe, through that little light that reflects against it from sunrise to sunset.

I can even see a spectrum of colors.
Beautiful and breathtaking just like you.

You are the Sun,
You may be miles away from me,
You may not be visible to me at all times.
I know in my heart, you will always be here when the sun rises until the sun sets.

You are yellow and bright,
You give life to all the colors through your dashing light.

You are yellow and bright,
You are the only fire burning against my skin that I cannot fight.

You are yellow and bright,
My eyes hurts but you give a clearer vision to my sight.

You are yellow and bright,
You are the love that I call, “good night, ☀️".

You are the muse of my writings.
You are the Sun that gives light to every ink that marks on every page of that notebook I keep.

How can I give life to my words when you don’t trust me enough?
How can I prove to you that what I say and what I write are true when you don’t give me the chance to do so?

I am afraid, I am scared.
So I’ll continue hiding my feelings through my poetry.
When the time comes that we are both ready, I hope my words and actions will unite bringing along my hopeful heart.

The Moon yearns for the Sun’s glowing light.
She waits until they meet at dusk, and kiss him goodbye when the dawn breaks to morning.

I am the Moon in our own universe.
I am the Moon who yearns for your love.
I will wait for you, so that I can hold your hand again and tell you my dearest Sun, “Welcome home”.