The sunset is always so beautiful
Especially that night.
The beautiful pinks, oranges, and reds...
And the way they blend together
Creating a wondrous array of colors..
Giving us something amazing to gaze upon each and every night.
But this sunset created something different.
I remember the way your eyes glistened when you spoke.
Each eye giving me insight to the person you were inside.
I wanted so desperately to know that person.
But that night you changed.
The glisten no longer claimed your hazel eyes as home.
They were gone.
I wondered where they were and why they left you,
but you soon showed me.
Each word you spoke dug into me like a knife.
Carving words of such magnificent beauty.
Words like love and need
And want and desire.
Nothing you held for me any longer.
What was it that changed?
Nothing you could explain would help this heart heal faster.
No longer would the glisten hold a place in my heart.
Walking home that night,
alone, head held high,
I looked up at the sunset.
Which was already gone.
The beautiful colors contained in one sky,
had fallen with the glisten in your eyes.
but with each step I took,
I realized the sun would soon be back.
And in turn, I would be all right.
