sunset.

it's amazing how the sky gets colored in shades of orange and red and blue and yellow and you get to see it dip in the beach. a few minutes later, stars start to assemble.

after a long, long, rainy day, the sun was finally setting. on saturday afternoons at zambales, it's the only thing i look forward to.

i sit on the sand, play dwtl songs, and just smell the beach... i always do it alone. i always watch the sun set alone. feel the voice of God whisper.


they say i was born when the sun was setting. ma'am chatt said to me before that that explains my love for the sunset. It always give me a feeling that i'm born again and given another chance when i see it. Our third Year HS English Teacher asked us to make a novel, and my first scene was a sunset. a perfect colorful sunset.

i was sitting on my Happy Spot on the beach that day and I thought, in this part of the world, the sun is setting, while on the other part of the world, their day had just begun, at the same time, the sun is soaring high and hot above their heads, while on their other side, the sun is not present at all. it all depends on where you are, and how the certain intensity of light reaches you.

it's a matter of perspective. one event for me may break my heart, while for her, that event is another chance of falling in love with someone else. for me, this event may make me stuck on a certain place, while for her, this may be liberating.

perspective. it's how you look at it. it's how the sun varies at different places in life. for some, the sunrise is a symbol for hope, but for me it's the sunset.

right then and there, i realized that she and i just live in very far away places. worlds far away. we have different perspectives in life, and very different backgrounds. Probably if both of us would look at our sun at the same time, we'd see a completely different scenario. maybe it's she'd see a bright and shiny sun,and for me, it's shaded and peaceful. we really live in far away worlds. and im suprised myself that i am beginning to accept that.

in her world, maybe she's watching the sunrise beside her new guy. time will come that that image will be ok with me. him and her watching the sunrise. i hate to think of it right now, but someday, ill accept that. in God's time. in God's perfect time.

because i know, someday, too, some girl will be seeing the sun exactly the way i see it. that sweet shade of red and orange, that peaceful feeling that wraps around my skin. that gentle wind that runs along the waves. someday, that girl will sit beside me at watch the sunset. we'll be seeing the same scene, and feeling the same feeling, and watching the same feat that the sun does every single day on that wonderful beach. it'll be great, and peaceful, and silent. so quiet, that the only thing that ill ever hear, aside from the waves clapping on the sand,

...is my heart...beside the girl with the same heartbeat as mine.