I love sunsets.
It is more dramatic than sunrise. With a sun setting at the horizon, a new morning of evening lights would come up bringing a whole new world, a new fantastic point of view. Nah! that was a song. But seriously, sunsets bring a new world of shadows (think of chiaroscuro) and a different color scheme. A new morning of quick happiness, of drunken stupor, of fake love.
Because the real mornings are for subsistence-seeking entities.