The universe is a vast place, after all.
And I'm so small minded.

But, I can be big about it.

Nothing is Everything

I think I see you there
And it seems so clear
You see me


Though, most times
I can be seen, right through

If you're really looking

Would you love me still
If I didn't rip out my heart and set it on display
Would you want to stay
If I left all the words inside and came out anyway?

If I kept back the words, that I hold you so, dear
would it be enough to look inside your heart and feel me near?