How can anybody not love the spiral of colours painting the sky as the sun descent the stretching horizon. The best things in life are free, some says and in my book, this is it. This is what people meant when they say the best things in life are free. I wouldn't say free, but rather priceless. You can't buy it with money anyway for it to be free. 

Just look at those mixture of various shades of pink and purple. How amazing to think that each day, it differs. No same pattern or shade appears twice, there's always new streaks of red, sometimes more orange then usual sometimes just a pale yellow shimmering the skyline. It's a masterpiece of its own. No matter how many times I've witnessed the sun slowly sets, it never fails to take my breath away. I will never get tired of how the colours blend to create ripples of shattered rainbows bathed in gold, right before my eyes, before the faint blackness of dusk swallows them whole. 

The thing about sunsets, it didn't last and it never will. You're lucky to witness such beauty in mere seconds. However short, I'm always burning with anticipation to see such majestic view. Again and again. It doesn't last, but it leaves me breathless, spreading warmth inside of me; keeping me away from the cold wind of chilly summer nights. At least that's what I felt. I've said this and I'm gonna say it again; sunsets are the best.