Always, by Nicholas Ryan Sampson

Always

I wrote this

while thinking of you

so I guess you could say

this poem is eight years

in the making

Just like you and I

(2014)

Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could

I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth

Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting

I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you

Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like

I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes

I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth

I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well

Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant

There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds

Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again

I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all

I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face

If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains

I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first