Sea...

Oh how beautiful

With you, the sunset is!

The view itself seems like an imagination.

Like an art of work from god himself.

Lost between thoughts and emotions that arise, here I stare,

With such amusement

Oh, how heavenly it feels,

With the slight breeze that touches my skin.

The smell of you,

Oh, how fond of it I am,

This beautiful view

You, the sunset, and I,

Oh, how I wish that this lasted forever.

So that I can put aside my hurting past,

And just stare at you, as you take down the sun.

The sun himself is powerful

But you, my dear,

Aren’t you even mightier?

You, even though, look serene in this wonderful evening,

Here you are, gobbling up the sun in whole!

It seems so real, but is it?

Or are you a deceiver?

Just like her...?