I remember when you would
Look at me, and know
That I needed an arm around me.
You would slide closer
And look me in the eyes and
Tell me everything I needed and
Wanted to hear, as if I handed
You the script earlier with everything
I wished you to say.
Those were the days, I tight-roped the world
Without a harness, my fall would always
Find a cushion in your arms.
Your appetite was evident everywhere,
The kitchen, in the bedroom.
I just wish I knew what day it was
That you decided you were full,
And excused yourself from the table.
I wonder if I could have made a meal
That wasn’t as filling. If I gave
Myself too easily.
And if I’ll ever let my feet leave the ground.
I’m not worried about the future, or
Making the same mistake.
I just want to stop washing
These same dishes, as you sit, starved
In front of a new plate.
© Ryan Vallee
Excerpt from the book “Off The Leash”
About the Author
Ryan Vallee is a 36 year old husband, and father to three kids. He grew up in Michigan and has lived there all his life. He began writing in the 6th grade, on and off throughout high school and after. He went on a bit of hiatus until a year ago, when he picked the pencil back up and hasn’t stopped writing since.
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