If I could draw
I would paint you a masterpiece
with every colour of the rainbow on a never-ending canvas,
just to remind you
that there is light and colour
in every moment of everyday,
and beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

if I could sing,
I would pen you a thousand melodies
to lift your soul into the heavens
on days where it felt
like you were six feet under.

if I could run,
I would soar across this city
with cups of tea and the warmest of blankets,
to make you feel safe
on the nights you felt completely lost.

but all I can do is write.
so I will ink you some sorry word,
in the hope that you’ll understand
that I care for you,
and think that there is stardust
gleaming out of your every pore.