The sky was lavender last night.
I thought of you.
Not because lavender is or was your favorite color (I know it’s yellow)
Not because I thought you would have something rousing to say about the impending death of light.
Not because it reminded me of you, necessarily.
But because i found it to be beautiful,
and it is the first thing i have found beautiful since you.
That lavender sky terrified me,
I thought I could never see anything and not compare it to you.
but the sky held its own, and continues to do so,
and I am more terrified still
because when I only could see beauty in you, at least I knew where I stood,
now beauty is everywhere and I feel so small.
Please, be my only lavender once more.