you stare up at the sky.
the beautiful sunset. the pink hue that shines upon you.
you gaze your eyes on it. knowing damn well you have no control over what comes and what doesn't.
the beauty of it all is admirable. yet the outcome can be quite daunting
he would've loved it. he would've enjoyed looking at it with you. holding your hand.
maybe one day the two of you can.
again.
some day.
1903 - 1923











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