@EasedBlueSivan

How do I tell you
that you are not a dying sunshine,
but you are the sunset?

How do I tell you
that the sunset paints not only the skies,
but also smiles on my face?

How do I tell the sunset
that she is the freedom of the night -

And because of her,
you see stars,
The shiniest one, Mommy;
The one blinking at you, Daddy.