Reach

I reach for you—too far, too bright,

A star that haunts my sleepless night.

My voice breaks soft, but never stays,

A fading echo lost in waves.

I’m the dark, but you still gleam,

A distant light, a fragile dream.

If you fade, I’ll break apart—

The only warmth in my hollow heart.

Fingers trace the sky in vain,

A shadow drowned in silent pain.

Yet still, I run—through fractured skies,

Chasing warmth that never dies.

I’m the dark, but you still gleam,

A distant light, a fragile dream.

If you fade, I’ll break apart—

The only warmth in my hollow heart.

I call your name, but it won’t break through,

A silent wish to be near you.

So even if I fall, I’ll try—

To touch the light before I die.

If I’m the dark, will you still shine?

The only warmth that feels like mine.