Maybe
Somewhere out there,
a million a million miles away from here.
Is a girl made just for me
Maybe
she cries when reading poetry,
when she stays awake till three.
Maybe
she’s into sports,
but if she isn’t that’s fine of course.
Maybe
she’s not my other half,
but still we’ll make each other laugh.
Maybe
I’ll find the girl who’s more than okay
staying inside and watching movies all day.
Maybe,
she listens to tunes,
holed up in her room.
Maybe,
she’s beautiful in all senses of the word,
and a little bit of a nerd,
Maybe,
I’ll find her,
When? I’m not sure.
Maybe,
she’s out there, not just in my head,
and in the thoughts I have in bed.