Dear you,

I miss you and as I am sitting here typing away my feelings like letting water flow I realize what I should have done. I should I have wrapped my arms around you though you would have protested and told you that things were going to be okay even if I didnt know what I was saying.
I should have never placed barriers between us to protect you because you were trying to climb over, well it seemed as if you were. All these should haves cloud my mind and whenever I think it over I begin to have the feeling of sadness as it grows. Each Should have feeds it and it grows taller and sadder.
I should have kissed you, ignoring the consequences that would be sure to follow.
I should have held your hand longer and Should have spoken to you more.
I shouldnt have lied and said that the candy was just for friends
I should have never say okay because it wasnt okay that I was being Second Choice.
I should have stood my ground and told you that I really like you and that me being some hand me down, some black market brand of clothing wouldnt do.
God, I miss you.
And the ways about you.
Your happiness when it leaked out.
Your smile when it broke through
Even you anger and your stupidity.
I miss all of that.
You were the best thing that happened to me but not because we were ever together because we never were but because everything I did was proof that I cared about you.
Now I am left with fragments of hopes and dreams always blurred with disire.
Anthony Taylor Triplett, A danger to say your name,
I still want you
I should give up I should stop with this wanting and this longing
Because It will never be. But I have never been one to look on the datk side of things.
I cling on to the notion that we will be togehther like a piece of lint refusing to let go of cloth.

I will close with this.

XOXO

Time is but a metaphor
           nothing exists but the now
           silence banishes every error
           tranquillity rests on the brow-

          the non-attaching, the non-wishing
          the self  in deepest peace it does anchor
          how abundance does abound in nothing
          the rose in bud knows when it should flower

Darkness covers more than light
Swiftly troubled moments in flight
Fears entangled in troubled times
We fight against them in our might

Shades of blues bring only views
Of sad reflections hidden from sight
Farther still are deeper hues
In motions held in suspended heights

We seek our truths at every turn
Lies formed as time becomes years
Silently we look back and yearn
For those we held true and discern

For those lost in times of turmoil
To find again true spirit's kin
Seek love from inside before without
You find the kindest of love within

DJ Triplett. Copyright 5/2018
May be reposted with Author's name

Slipping in and out of my dreams
Soft touches and urgent kisses
Remembered and met with bittersweet
Peace leaves my heart, my soul left in reality

Dreams are best left to dreamers
I find myself caught in the mist
Of sweet touches and small smiles
Red rose pedals as soft as your lips

I'm awakened to be next to nobody
A feeling my body cannot stand
I force myself back from reality
To the dream where I'm holding your hand

DJ Triplett 6/14/2018 ©