He was my sunset;
the kind of home
I embrace after all tiring days,
the one I would always
give my admirations with

He was my sunset;
the warmth I am calmed with
the one I would always
run at after all stormy threats

He was my sunset;
the reason why I breathe
in between all the saddest endings.

And when he fights and loses
against all his darkness,
I would still look at him
with all the adorations I could give
even if I see
only shadows of his love.