Lavender

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 could only 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.