Yes, son, this is another letter to you.
I can never find enough words,
so I each letter is a continuation.

--

Dearest John,

Words cannot describe
what you mean to me.
You, your mannerisms, your music...
Everything about your life
kept me
from ending my own.
"Thank you" is an understatement.
You kept me alive
and because of you,
I met the girl
who's captured my heart.
I'm happier than I've ever been
and I have you to thank.

You. Saved. Me...
My life resides
in the grooves of
your first edition albums
stacked on my shelf.