I wonder sometimes ,you know,

If there really are others like me out there.

Who haven't had their first real kiss.

Who stare at the stars in wonder.

A 'romantic', a 'dreamer'. 

Or so they say.

There are supposed to be a lot of us out there, apparently.

But, then, why haven't I met any?

Is it Gods way to keeping some sort of ironic mystique?

Some cosmic joke I just don't get,

or was never let in on?

I'm not sure.

But then again, maybe that's the whole point.

You can't discover if you can't imagine.....