Maybe someday the hard I try
and the tears I cry
will be for someone else…
Maybe someday
the miles I walk
and the journeys I make
will be for someone else
Maybe someday
the dawns I watch
the splendid view of the ocean
the clear nights filled with stars
will be with someone else
can’t be sure,
even the kisses
the wounds and scars
inflicted by someone else…
Maybe someday I'll be
enduring cold nights,
making up after fights
and enjoying felicitous dances
in twinkling disco lights
with someone else...
Maybe someday
the one I call my Mrs.
will be someone else.
You never know,
they say life's what happens
contrary to our plans
but until life happens,
you are my everything…