Ever yours in that same sky

 You come to me in the shining light, announcing the arrival of the golden hour and reminding of how there was a moment when I actually felt loved and that I could trust that it was for who I was, even while in construction, and not for what I gave or for being needed. I trusted, I was given to fly and to you, you held me in your hands as did I but we kept them open all the time. I guess I always, deep inside, knew we were intertwined, just took me a while to see and admit the scope of it. Now I get it, we're those two birds flying forever in that same sky.
For every loss, for every day, my heart keeps yours as you keep mine.