The departure of the Sun

Let me tell you about a girl I met. She is intelligent, and cute and hot at the same time. I'd never knew such combination can exist in our world, until I met her. Her hotness is beyond this world. The only explanation is to assume that she is really the Sun, then her hotness is justifiable. Her cuteness is her ultimate power, the one power I hope she will use sparingly in the future. In fact, her cuteness is not only about inspiring love and devotion. Her cuteness is the key to our hope, our ability to see beyond our own lifespan, to feel as if we are a part of a continuum that stretch back to the first self-replicating life form. She is charming too. She has a smile that makes u feel she is irresistibly prejudiced in your favor, to quote The Great Gatsby. Her radiant smile fortifies once again the assumption that she IS the Sun. She made me feel alive, as if I was standing on the top of the world. Her presence brought the ultimate happiness into my life, that everything afterwards savours of anticlimax. 

One day, she left. Her departure is extremely painful to me, but it is a kind of freedom too. Freedom is good in many ways, but in freedom, most people find sin and so as me. My sin is wasting my time waiting for an impossible, and probably unworthy dream. When she left, she left a huge wound in my heart, a wound that I haven't seek for anyone's help for the healing process. I believe as many people believe, Time will heal any wound. But now the question is, how serious a wound can Time heal, because sometimes a wound is paramount, that without any immediate treatment, you will bleed to death before Time can do anything to it. I want to talk about my sorrow, but sadly, the only person I want to talk to, about the lost of her, is her.

In the end, her departure isn't her fault, or anyone's. We live in this imperfect world, and so we are bounded by imperfections. She exists in our world, so she is inevitably bounded too. In fact, most bad people aren't bad in nature, they are just victims of circumstances, and so are we. She went to the north, far north. It is such a good news for the people of the north, since they have never seen the Sun before. Now the Sun is much closer to the north, I just hope she doesn't further melt the icebergs of the North-Pole. 

Now me as a human, I must embrace one of the greatest virtues of humanity -- adventurous. Instead of following wherever the Sun goes, I must now leave the original solar system, and search for another sun, another solar system. The emptiness and the vastness in between can be unbearable, but at the same time, it is exactly the vastness, assuring me that the possibility is unlimited, and my search and my effort won't be in vain. And this hope I must bear in my mind.