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Posted by Allison Ryder | Filed under poetry <3
10 Friday Apr 2015
Posted in poetry <3
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come back to me
by: allison ryder
where did you go?
i knew you as the better part of me,
the better part of you.
i felt your heart beat, the warmth of your body next to mine.
now you pull from me in a hug.
the life in you has left. the heart in you is discreet-
your care is vague and your anger is relentless.
you distance yourself into isolation- into solitude.
why are you pulling from me?
i remember you kissing me, holding me,
letting my hands wander without restraint.
now you fight me in all my efforts,
you don’t even smile the same.
where did that light in your eyes go?
you used to miss me, seek me out,
now i don’t know if you’d notice my absence.
you used to fight for me when we fought,
now you wave a white flag before we start
and point a gun when i try to stop it.
you’re different now. so much truth and betrayal,
heart wrenching pain. it’s changing you.
i don’t blame you. it’s changing me too,
but not with the one person i chose to walk through with.
where did you go?
i’m still here. waiting for you to come back to me.
i’m still here trying to fight through your darkness,
lighten your heart as you did mine,
break down your stubborn walls keeping me out,
seek your kiss to erase these dividing lines,
start a fire in the coldness that sweeps over your bones,
that keeps you from sleeping next to me, that puts you in this place
where you prefer to be alone.
i’m still here with your demons and your pain,
i’m holding your heart and your blood,
as mine bleeds for the girl who showed love for me.
for the beautiful, chaotic force, worth it, while utterly insane.
where did you go?
change with me.
don’t leave me here without you
because i’m standing on the road where we started-
heart in my throat, missing the closest, truest part of me,
waiting for you to return from hearts departed.
12 Monday Jan 2015
Posted in poetry <3
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accident, breathe, completion, connection, death, destiny, distance, eternity, far, lifetime, loss, love, pain, poetry, purpose, time
no two loves
you don’t get two loves in one lifetime.
you get ones who try to fool you
into thinking they’re it-
but they can leave.
the one you love truly,
you’re chained to, for eternity.
they’re your purpose for breathing,
for living, for moving.
the loss of them is like the loss of life;
the loss of sleep, the loss of appetite,
the loss of drive and function.
but loss is funny,
they’re not really lost. you’d have to rip yourself
open and bleed to death
to ever lose them really.
you bury yourself deep within
to hide from the pain, only to feel it at it’s core
and still, you can’t give up.
you have hope of reconnection,
that two souls will collide once more.
his kiss is my salvation,
without him, it’s like my grand demise.
it may have been accident
how I fell in your arms that night
or it may have been written in the stars.
I beat as he breathes,
no matter how far.
you don’t get two loves like this;
the kind you feel in your bones,
in his presence, in his absence, in his kiss.
I’m glad you don’t get two loves like this
in one lifetime-
because even if you did,
even the second time around,
he’d be the one
my heart would find.
-Allison Ryder
15 Monday Apr 2013
Posted in 30/30 april is poetry month ;)
4.15.13
years ago
by: allison ryder
four years, he’s been gone
to the place where
camouflage stained his skin.
years since she’s seen him,
he’s home at last-
evoked such a familiar sensation within.
he recognized her instantly,
she felt something close to home.
she thought she saw him again,
in another place, at another time,
and wished he was alone.
fear it was not him,
or he would not know it to be her
overcame courage-
kept her at a distance,
when she wanted to stand close.
so much time has passed.
yet, he entered her life again
like a lightning bolt.
and she finds herself wishing
she will see him again.
hoping he feels the same.
desiring this not to be the end…
