Sunset

The sun was bright, Just like how the feelings I held for you It was sure, we both know it. But just like the sunset, It has always had an ending Did it really end just like that? I'm unwilling to accept that it a days with you ended in the blink of an eye All those daylight we've been through, feels like a storm burst in the middle of the night. How could every day became so plain without you? Why do I still feel you before the sunset? Why do I still feel your name still carve inside my heart?