I know that I am just the dust under your bed, and the broken lightbulb that you can't fix. I know that I'm the broken key on the piano, and the never fading scar on your leg. I know that I am the creak in your door, and the strand of hair that is constantly out of place. but oh my God, I would give absolutely everything to be your something. I would swallow rivers dry just to pour it all out to you. I would set my house on fire if it meant a flame between us. I would give all of me to you if it meant you gave me a part of yourself, in return.