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Where the Fuck is the Sun?

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Dear Sun,

I know we may have said some things that we didn’t mean. Sometimes, I told you that I’d rather Hang out with thunderstorms or rainbows or even snow, but I need you in my life too. And so does everyone else!

There have been countless days where I received concerned messages from people asking where you’ve gone. I don’t even know what to tell them. At first, I told everyone you were on vacation but they never saw any Facebook pics, so they didn’t believe me (I know it’s lame that that’s what the world has come to).

Then, I decided to come clean, and told them that you didn’t want to keep warming people up. Maybe you needed someone to keep you warm too.

Fortunately, you decided to come back on Mother’s Day, but the clouds invaded your space. They gave that whole spiel about the world not being big enough for the both of us. Modern-day Cloud bullying, right?

So you retreated back to your sanctuary. But every day I wake up and wonder if you’ll make an appearance. We don’t even need to hang out all day, maybe just an afternoon or evening. Preferably after work if that’s not too much to ask? I won’t even mind if you want to shine so bright that my eyes burn.

All I’m saying is that I’d really like to see you.

Miss your face,

Chelsea




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