how far would you go?

How far would you go?
Everyone asks but I haven’t a clue
I think it depends on the moon
And the stars and that block of grass
You can never tell with a heart
It changes like a dish cycles
One minute it’s on heavy rinse
Next it’s on filter out
But I think if you’re set like a table
Then you’ll be fine
A glass will fall once in a while
Yet it only takes seconds to clean up
But if you are set like a calendar
Then I’m sorry, but you’re better off dead
If you miss a week or even a day
Your world is chaotic and topsy turvy
How far would you go
Blank eyes and quivering lips
That’s not the answer she wants to hear
“I wouldn’t for you” realization
How far would you go
For the one you love?