• By: RIYANKA
• Jul 06, 2025
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An Open Letter to Those Who Love to Chase Sunsets

To The One Who Loves to Chase Sunsets,

I know how you feel while witnessing the sun kissing the horizon. Well, I’m not a morning person either, and I’ve missed more sunrises than I can count! And honestly, I’m okay with that.

But sunsets? I chase them like they’re calling my name.

There’s something about watching the sky shift its colours at the end of the day. It feels like a quiet conversation between you and the world. No rush. No expectations. Just a moment to breathe, to feel, to take it all in.

I’ve seen sunsets that left me speechless. Like the one in Maasai Mara, Kenya, where the sky turned gold and the land fell completely still. Even the animals seemed to slow down, as if they, too, were watching in awe. I remember standing there, surrounded by strangers, but somehow feeling deeply connected.

I think I’ve witnessed the most beautiful sunset in Hoi An, Vietnam, at a secluded beach whose name I still don’t know! With a cup of coconut coffee in my hand, I saw fire in the sky. And that evening stayed with me.

I’ve seen sunsets on solo trips, sitting quietly with just my thoughts for company. I’ve seen sunsets with my partner, the kind where you hold hands, gazing at the sky without the need to say a word. I’ve seen sunsets with my best friend, where we both sat at the beach, watching the waves dance as the colours changed in the sky, and we talked and cried on the same breath!

I’ve shared sunsets with people I barely knew, exchanging small smiles and a shared sense of wonder.

Each one felt different. Each one made me pause. Each one was special.

Because you know what? Sunsets aren’t just about pretty skies. They carry emotions we don’t always have words for.

Peace, longing, closure, love. A sense that something is ending, but also that something still remains.

Maybe that’s why we chase sunsets. Not just for the colours, but for what they evoke in us. There’s a strange comfort in watching the day slip away slowly, knowing it won’t come back, yet feeling okay with it. It teaches us to let go. To find beauty in the endings, yet be hopeful of what lies ahead.

They say, “You’re never the same after watching the sun set in a different part of the world.” And maybe that’s true. Maybe that’s why I keep chasing them. To collect those fleeting moments that make life feel a little more alive.

So if you’re someone who always stops to watch the sky when it turns pink and orange and crimson and scarlet, I hope you never stop chasing that light.

It’s one of the simplest, most beautiful things we get to witness.

From,

A sunset lover!