I guess it ends now like everything has its own ending.

I guess it ends now like how the sky poured down rain in the evening even when the skies were lit up with shine in the afternoon,
like how you were there with me putting up your bright smile even when the rays were dimming.

I guess it ends now like the way the world works but yet,
darling, my heart doesn't want to.

This is what I said about feeling hopeful and hopelessness at the same time and it bit me again, stronger this time.

The truth is, I really want you forever but it is such a shame to think that we cannot stay longer than sunsets.