500 blue skies

this is my 500th letter to you. i've been gnawing at this for days, unable, and of course i would have to start at where i began: you, filling my skies with light; him, my love made leonine and crumpled. and though i knew i could not continue, we are both here. and though you were ragged, you are the cup of life. but i have changed, you have changed, so much has. could i recount it for you? but you were there. we unfurled, more than words can check.

i know i've seen my friends carried high on love.

i have seen winters end.

i have seen days licked as stamps and kept in rare.

i have filled my lungs with foam.

i have felt the ten seconds before sunrise.

i have loved with all my life.

i have said goodbye.

i have broken down as the tempest.

i have lost larger limbs than myself.

i have been renewed.

i have found you.

almost.