the lovely sun

I think I have an obsession with the sunset. It might be just that i can't get up early for sunrise most morning, so sunset is the only time i can watch the transition. And every time, it's simply exquisite. It is amazing how such wonder can be repeated everyday, with minor alteration. With the walk along the shoreline, I hope only to test a new lens, but I do get a lot more than that. I should try this a bit more often. It's just some really simple pleasures that free of charge. And with the camera, interestingly, the sun just reminds me of a really good kisser. The scene that came up in my head was that of Romeo and Juliet, on the night he climbed to her bedroom patio to confess his love. That morning, they spent time after time kissing the last kiss, over and over. It's just never enough. One more. One more. For me, shooting the sunset is like that. Just like kissing the love of your life, and always asking for more. How the light actually kissed the clouds and how it changes every second are hard to take my eyes off.

Thanks Love, for introducing me and helping me appreciate such beauty again. Even though you're no longer here with me, the effects from how you have touched my life will remain with me. I might not have your kiss, but you teach me how to feel the kiss from the Sun. I might not be in your arms, but I can feel the wind's gentle touch. And on the nights that I miss you dearly and wish I could tell you how much I still love you and care about you, I just ask the Lady of the Night to bring you my message in her soothing glow and her little twinkle sparks. It has been so long. Surprisingly, I just can't love you even a little less. I might be too much in love with Love. I might still be too much in love with you. Or I might just be too much in love with the memories of you. For all I know, I'm just too much in love to fall in love again.