and remind me of my emptiness in crowded buses
filled with men I'll never see again.
Sunsets also make me happy
because in this world so full meaning,there are a few things
that do not need to be understood to be loved.
Sunsets remind me of trying to count time,
like looking at the huge clock with roman numerals
instead of regular numbers,in somebody else's living room.
Sunsets make me nostalgic,
of all the nights spent staring at glow in the dark galaxies
stuck to the ceiling like lying awake in a dream.
Sunsets set me free,to hope that
one day I turn into tumbleweed,wandering without purpose,
or a dandelion,disintegrating,dancing with the wind.
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