Bluish: A Love Note

Summer,

My nearest, dearest friend. It really has been a long time. Do you recall that time I laid on my front lawn beneath the maple tree with my headphones holding my head like two hands positioning my face to the sky–your sky?

I do, I remember. I remember the swell of that song in my ears. I remember the way he sung my favorite lyrics:

I’m getting lost in your curls
I’m drawing pictures on your skin, so soft it twirls
I like your looks when you get mean
I know I shouldn’t say so but when you claw me like a cat
I’m beaming

Your warm wind’s fingers ruffled the grass like my hair, and my hair like the swaying grass. I didn’t have sunglasses to block your rays–do you recall how you shined on my face and warmed my freckled cheeks? I closed my eyes and breathed the moist air you breathed on me.

I remember feeling the ground shivering a little when my friend’s old, gold, Chrysler pulled into my driveway. I opened my eyes to your unbroken sky and took in the clarity of the day at the same moment Bluish by Animal Collective fizzled to its end. I remember thinking that I couldn’t think of a better word to describe that day, your sky, my mood, my life in those few utopic months–bluish. Do you remember how we got up and slid into the passenger seat?

I remember the way you climbed in with me and blew my hair back as we drove. I remember the way you made the world seem like it existed only in primary colors–pure and saturated during those months. It felt like you had placed a soft, warm filter over those long days. I remember the way you made me feel and the way you brought everyone together. Only four months stand between us now. I look forward to our reunion–to rekindling our nineteen-year romance.

I look forward to laying in the grass in my parent’s yard, to drives in that old Chrysler, to focusing my eyes so hard on the sky that I believe I can see microscopic debris falling down on me, to swims in the warm lake water, to breezes that soften our skin, and your sun’s soft kisses that ignite our cheeks and foreheads.

Come soon, come in your entirety.

all my love,

Cait