Sometimes I Wonder What I Am To You

Sometimes I wonder,
what I am to you.
Am I a stranger?
with some of your secrets
and some of your past.
Am I a just a friend?
Do your friends make you
feel this way?
Do they look at you,
the way I do?
Do they secretly think about you
before they go to sleep
and wish you loved them back?

Or am I someone you love?
But you’re afraid of what’s inside,
you’re afraid of what I might see.
you’re afraid you’d never find
what you want in me
Or maybe you’re afraid of falling
and getting broken.
Am I real to you?
Or am I just a dream?
I wonder what I am to you
because darling,
you’re everything to me.