Sunsets

Majority of the world is seen in black and white.You look around and see the same consistent colors everywhere, everyday.The one that simultaniously takes my breath away and give me life is the one that comes at the end of every day. Even on the worst of days this one thing is always here to show me that even the ends of things can be beautiful. Without this, I'm not sure what I'd look forward to seeing everyday. With the smoothie of mangos and lemons but also blueberries and strawberries, this mix is my perfect recipe for happiness. It's what keeps my heart beating every day and what takes away my breathe every night. If there was no such thing as a sunset, my heart would beat a little differently.

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