Today I chased the Sun on the Sài Gòn Bridge until she blushed brightly red and hid behind the clouds. She’ll be back soon I’m sure, for she has fallen for me and she loves me and she loves me still and she’ll love me always and eternally. I looked straight at her shining face and I knew I was drowning in her sublime light as well. They say it’s not possible to love and part. As the Sun makes her round around the Earth, I’ll make mine too, and soon enough, we’ll meet again at the edge, where the Earth ends.