08/09/2025
There’s something about sunsets that feels personal to me.
Maybe it’s because, as an empath, I can’t just look at them, I feel them. The sky slowly shifts from gold to deep orange, then to shades of violet, like it’s wearing every emotion it’s carried throughout the day.
I watch the sun sink and I think of all the people I’ve crossed paths with, their joys, their heartbreaks, the quiet things they never said out loud. Somehow, I carry pieces of them with me, just like the sunset carries the light of a day it can’t keep.
And maybe that’s the magic of both, the ability to hold light and darkness in the same moment, and still be beautiful.
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