You just do everything to my heart.
I can't help it.
Some nights I wake up in the middle of the night
And I realize I don't know if you'll stick around in my life
And it pounds and it won't stop
Even when I measure my breaths.
It likes to stall when you're around
Or even when I think about you too much,
Like an old car that's been left out in the rain and won't start fully.
It chugs along and turns over rough,
And it almost hurts sometimes.
My heart
Does whatever it wants to.
Sometimes I could swear it wants
Out of me
And it tries to pry open my ribs and go off somewhere to find...
You, I guess.
It doubles speed when you look at me,
And I read somewhere about a scientific theory
That every heart has a set number of beats
Before it wears out,
And I wonder if you really are killing me,
And I decide I'm okay with it.