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.
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 5:36 AM UTC
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.
