For You

We break ourselves down In more than one way. 

I usually find myself bored, and unhappy with my life after two weeks of happiness. 

But for you, it's different. 

For you, I'd crack my door and fall out onto the road because you were alone on the sidelines. I look at your eyes and see something I haven't ever seen in someone, and I can't quite put my finger on it. 

I find myself falling more and more every time I'm with you. 

I find myself thinking of you on a more than regular basis. 

I find my heart pumping life faster than it has for how long it's been beating in sync with yours. 

I hear my voice actually coming from my throat for you, when it never did for her. 

For you, I would write a song with three chords, because my mind is too full of thoughts of you to come up with more. 

For you, I would stop talking to Tammy number two. Which is a big deal. 

For you, I would smile even when it was hard to. 

For you, I would fall from an airplane with no parachute just to have an excuse to jump with you. 

For you, I would spend my sleeping hours with you, because my waking hours aren't enough time to be with you. 

For you, I'd think about taking apart my wall. 

But I wouldn't do it, because I'm afraid.