He loved the sunset because of me. Every time he sees the sunset, it’ll always remind him of me. Because that’s what I embarked on in his mind. Good things, fantasies, and good words.

But I didn’t tell him the truth. I know, deep inside me, even how much I love sunsets, I’ll always hate them too. Because it’ll always remind me of something that’s ending. And I know what it is.

That brief time we spent together felt like heaven to me.Those days are some of the happiest days of my ...