When the sun goes down,
I think about you.
Your deep blue eyes.
Your smile that lights up a room.
The way you talked.
Your scent.
The way we were together.
When the sun goes down,
I dream about us.
Holding hands.
Hugging.
Kissing.
The way I felt in your arms.
How you said you loved me every day.
When the sun goes down,
I put all those memories to bed.
No more hugging.
No more smiles.
No more getting lost in your eyes.
I'll never again feel the safety of your arms.
Because the sun went down.
And I'm alone.
Again...