And, if at all, you ever bid me adieu, do it at the sunset. For, I will be happy in the delusion of finding you again amidst a sunset, someday. After all, sunsets give hope of a new day, new life, don't they?
Till then, I will look for you in every sunset, believing that somewhere in another corner of the world, you are doing the same.
© Sheerin Naz.
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