I thought I was a ghost to you,

Something of a dream, wisps not true

But now I know you see me,

I’m more than just a little thing

I didn’t know you thought of me that way,

But I’m not complaining, I’m celebrating, hey!

I’m so excited about all this stuff I feel

It seems abstract, almost, like it’s not real

I never thought you would choose to like me

But I’m glad you did, now we’ll see