Basically I’m allergic to missing a sunset. Actually, it’s more like I loathe missing a sunset with every piece of my fresh air loving, wants to see all that this beautifully colorful world has to offer, soul. …especially when I’m near a beach.
“Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.” “ there once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright. The.