can we just stop and smell the flowers?

To you

next time we meet,
i want to see you dancing with life,
filled with joy and youth,
i want to see your skin
glowing from the golden sun.
wearing that little red dress,
you know the one you loved.
i want to hear your laugh,
and the little snorts in between.
i want to see you blush
when you clumsily bump into someone
as you murmur something that should be an apology.
i want to hold your hand at the movies
and feel you squeeze as the monster roars.
i want to hear you sing
when you think no ones watching
while doing the dishes
"the spoons applaud"
and most of all
i want to see you cry
i want to see you shed every wall
and see you...
the real you
i want to see whose behind all those facades,
behind all those masks,
i know it sounds like a lot
but we only have one life right
YOLO! isn't that what the kids say.
we can't have it all
but at least i have you.
and this summer,
and this moment in time
when everything feels right.