Sometimes enough is enough
While not absolutely perfect
Nearly is better than
Nothing so I thought
Yet some things close
Are better than sublime
Proximity does offer experience
Always better than dreams
Tactile tangibility weighs heavier
Than wispy fleeting fantasy
But with the reality
Of something been had
Comes with it responsibility
For having achieved such
Ideals are often free
Whereas people are not
What I need from
You more than anything
Is your hope that
We will be together
Some day some how
And eventually some where
Hope fuels my life
Without it we’re doomed
It’s the simple difference
Between waiting for life
To happen to us
Or making life happen
For us it’s the
Simple difference between our
Future and our destiny
We can wait for
One thing or chase
The other it’s the
Difference between living and
Simply waiting to die
These are the keys
To our owning happiness
Why do secrets hurt
Not just those that
We keep but those
Too that we share
Those that we keep
Gnaw from inside out
Those that we share
Are like rusty traps
Biting into those that
We love and often
Those that we love
Will chew off their
Own limbs to escape
Just be honest with
Me in the beginning
I will not judge
But if I’m ensnared
I will definitely flee
In order to survive
You’re so far away
Now that all I’m
Left with is the
Lingering scent of your
Cologne on my shirt
That I longingly notice
As I turn to
Speak to other people
Causing me to be
Far away from them
Too and with you
There so far away
After years and years
Of walking the fence
Of my long life
I have finally arrived
At the gate a
Creaky old thing that
Barely hangs upon its
Own hinges that moans
When it is opened
And growls when closed
Whomever thought that putting
The gate over here
And not back yonder
Either was wickedly humorous
Or knew better for
This gate I found
Eventually found was me
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 