Whenever I fall for someone,
I'll always ask myself; why?

And it get's me to a point,
where my mind gets blank,
like an empty canvas,
waiting to be painted.

I guess you could say that,
I'm the weaker ones.

The weaker ones that falls for the little
things you do,
you know,
those little minute details,

like opening the door
when books are up to my arm,
like walking me to my car
when it's midnight,
and let's me walk first
just because I'm a lady.

I know it sounds cliche,
in a way, you may not understand.
But coming from a girl,
always standing at the sideline,
getting passed by
like rocks along the side walk.

It probably means a lot.
It probably makes her feel like a million bugs.
Or in another lay mans term, "happy".
It makes her feel "happy".

Perhaps the reasons to why I fall for you,
maybe vague,
perhaps even cliche,
but it is the truth, an undeniable truth.
And I hope you will understand it one day.
Or perhaps someday.