Maybe If I were the thorns of that red rose.

Maybe

If I were the waters making the sea.

The stones holding the waters falls.

Maybe then the sun would clearly see my goal.

And days would be fair.

Bravely,

I wonder how my life would be.

Maybe.

Just Maybe!

I’d be her perfect match.

Maybe.

Just Maybe!

I’d stop wasting her time and starting making it clutch!

And maybe love I’d be her middle name.

Holding memories of my love in form of a ring on her finger.

Maybe.

Just Maybe.