Dearest,
I hope this reaches you in time, I have so much to tell you.
I thought I saw you tonight in a sea of bobbing pink heads. The music wafting away swayed the landscape into a unique design. To be honest, I picked up your faint aroma at first. Like the sun burning through an orange grove already a day lost in its own fire, it shocked my senses just in time to calm them. Just when I thought we would be reunited there was a clash of cymbal and a flash of the strings. It wasn't you but one of the many sent here in your place to confuse and strengthen me. It's not fair. I'm tired of flexing this muscle.
I remember your eyes that day that we separated, the iris was an island that I'd have to be lost in a storm to find. Why its been this long I'll never know, or someday I will and that's when you'll come back. Bright as a light and with that protective layer like you never left, I promise never to doubt myself or why you were there. The piece you took is yours. I've never taken my eyes of the piece I took from you. Perhaps I thought I could burn a new you out of it if I just held my gaze. LIke a diamond from the coal you'd be there.
I'm not sure if this will get to you this time but I'll keep trying like I do. Your last note was nice but full of questions that smelled like licorice. I couldn't help but turn them into a list like groceries and keep it with me always. Years we've been apart but this apricot abscence is serving my heart full with fondness.
Take care.
Keith
