The villainous sunset left me cold, clad as I was in melancholy. She slipped beyond the horizon. To wed the West. To explore the other side. To bring her heat, her fire, to someone new. I was always aware of her wanderings. Her compulsion to stray. And yet I had hoped to be the one to break this cycle. Even now I can not abandon this hope, as she has abandoned me. I turn around. Face the East. And pray that she'll return.
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Of all of your random images here, this is the one that speaks to me. To me, this is very sad. To spend a lifetime trying to change the one thing that will never change. To never be able to let go of that one sliver of hope. All the things in life that are missed while waiting for the one moment "in the sun" as fleeting as we know it is going to be.
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