If I could run my brush across the sky, I'd paint the stars for you.
If I could just tell you why, what would you do?
Would you smile, and kiss me soft,
Or would you shake your head and walk away?
What if I'm not good enough;
What if I'm just too late?
Your scars shine in the moonlight, illuminating my eyes,
Too bright.
Can I truly be whatever it is you need?
Or are you too broken to be awoken
By the calls of someone who loves you?
I'd do anything for you,
Did you know?
I sure hope it shows...
But your eyes are so dark,
And your soul is so deep.
I cannot look, nor can I read,
Else I'd fall, and never find my feet.
And maybe