It could mean everything to me;
The way my ear rests against your heartbeat,
The way your eyes shine so bright,
And the way you take me to new heights.

Everything happens for a reason, they say;
But with everything happening to me,
My heart must've been fated;
To your messy brown hair and incomplete ways.

Could you explain this way I feel?
The way my eyes light up at the mention of your simple name;
The way my heart thumps so violently in my chest,
And the way I feel so insecure when you speak so low of me?

I am nothing of royalty;
I am nothing worth of glancing.
But you make me so mushy,
And with my horrified glances at the mirror,
Where were you when everything was clearer?

You are but a simple constellation of thoughts in my mind;
This connection of sacrificed glances.
My heart beats for no one but you,
And disappears at the thought of telling the truth.

Tell me what I am to you,
And gently break down my spirits.
Leave me a broken hearted girl;
And let me wither away with my thoughts.
Let them be scattered away,
For I have no life in my new days.
I've given up and you are a lost cause,
Open your eyes and notice the truth;
There is no one left to worship you.