alright

some days i think

that if i could just

reach my fingers

towards the sky

and touch those clouds,

bring them to my lips

and feel them brush

against my skin,

that everything would be alright

some days i think

that if i could just

dip my fingers

into the water

and feel the rush of the waves

against my fingertips,

listening to them

lull me to sleep,

that everything would be alright

some days i think

that if i could just

plunge my fingers

into the flames

and sense them

licking against my hands,

the heat scalding on my face

as it pulsates,

but never wavers,

everything would be alright

some days i think

that if i could just

scrape my fingers

against the universe

and savor the feeling

of the stars against my skin,

bathing me

in their milky light,

that everything would be alright

some days i think

that if i could just

touch my fingers

to your heart

and feel it

thumping against them,

to have you

look up at me

and tell me

you love me,

that everything would be alright

(but your heart doesn't beat anymore

and it won't ever be alright again)