It’s on the tip of my fingers
To ask if you saw what I wrote
But there’s a part of me still scared
That maybe you just didn’t know
That its all about you
That you make everything bloom around you
And then there’s an even bigger piece
That says I got off lucky
Didn’t ruin everything
On a whim
And once it’s out there
Can’t resuscitate such a good thing
Cuz there’s a voice whispering
That you only seemed to glow a little more
Crack open a couple doors
Just a bit
Felt like everything
Like sitting somewhere holy
Don’t touch anything
Leave it how it is
Cuz it’s Schrodinger’s connection
Don’t want the scales to tip
This part is perfect
If you know, and if it was a positive thing
Or at least didn’t ruin it
Cuz you should know
Your worth, it’s everything
And that’s the only message
I’m dying to know but id fight myself to keep it in this slow unraveling
Where anything is possible
And I can feel your energy shift
Toward knowing you’re incredible
Maybe I made it up in my head
But I swear I felt you feel it, just a bit
And that’s everything.