Mira-ie

my writing space

#3

I saw it today. The sunset, I mean. Ever since you taught me to be a sunset chaser, I’ve learned of the best spots to watch as the day turns into night; watching as the broken yolk spreads across the sky into a brilliant blend of warm hues, the definite end of yet another day that has passed. I’ve watched so many now, straining my eyes so much that I can barely make out your nonexistent silhouette against the sinking star. And every time, I wonder: how many more will I have to ruin my eyes for?

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