1000 sunsets and more

Thailand, Koh Phangan
Thailand, Koh Phangan
And for the rest of my life, when I will watch a sunset, I will be thinking of you. I will remember you right in that moment when the sun sees the last point on this Earth, just when its shines with its final power and then all it leaves behind is bloody shades and darkness.... I will be thinking about us and about that sunset with black clouds above it. With shapes of storm and smell of the tropics. With the smell of destruction and the power of hell.

And for the rest of my life, when I will watch a sunset, I will be thinking of you. I will remember you right in that moment when the sun sees the last point on this Earth, just when its shines with its final power and then all it leaves behind is bloody shades and darkness.

Because, together, we chased sunsets and dreams, but we only found desperation. And “together“ always will remind me of Siken’s litany:

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Ibiza – West Coast

“I walk through your dreams and invent the future. Sure,

I sink the boat of love, but that comes later. And yes, I swallow

glass, but that comes later.”

And for the rest of my life I will be thinking about us as a sunset on the ocean. Windy, grey and noisy…. I will be thinking about us and the sunsets on our little terrace: quiet, deep and simply beautiful…

I will be thinking about us, just as we were: two people, yet again together, watching a sunset on a sea far-far away from where we both are now. A sunset with white pebbles and bleeding hearts, and with little huts, wood-swings and clear blue water. A sunset with a lost boat on the sea and a green hill next to it.

And then I will be thinking about us on that sunset when we both sworn eternal love and then we suddenly fell apart.

I will be thinking about us and about that sunset with black clouds above it. With shapes of storm and smell of the tropics. With the smell of destruction and the power of hell.

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Cabo de Sao Vicente, Algarve, Portugal

I will be thinking about us and will always see a sunset with little rocks and white baldaquins. With seashells and little crabs making their way to sunset light. A sunset with a lot of life, many laughters, with real gin and true words. Because I know those words were true, those words that you probably don’t even remember…

And finally, I will be thinking about us as the sun goes down, no matter in which corner of the planet I will be, and I will remember everyday that we went down just like it. Sad, sudden and suffering…. But totally expected.

A thousand sunsets we have spent together. And yet none was like the other. But all of them were ours and that’s all we have left.

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