Maybe...

Maybe I am that girl that you think I am,
Who can say and do what she feels and not give a damn.
Maybe I am really loud and i talk too much,
Just hiding the fact that I'm scared of your touch.
Maybe I do look too deep in your eyes when you talk to me,
Waiting for your eyes to tell me how you feel about me.
Maybe I do giggle a lot and smile more then enough,
Trying to hide every fear-Trying to be tough.
Maybe I will finally trust again after all the pain I've gone through,
Wondering if possibly there are good guys out there because theres always you.
Maybe you are sweet, funny and adorable-everything I've looked for,
Not only are you a good guy,but you've proven to be so much more.
Maybe you do kiss and caress me in that one certain way,
As I try to hide the fact that you leave me breathless with the words you say.
Maybe you do have me up every night as I think about all that you do,
No matter how much I try- All I end up thinking about is you.
Maybe you are the guy I want to be with, but I refuse to let you see,
That's why when you ask if I want to be with you, all I can say is....
.....Maybe.