What If?

You are here, reading this....
With eyes of some color,
and if you stare long enough,
you'll daydream of another.

Who's in that daydream?
On whom do you spy?
And late at night, in bed,
for whom do you cry?

What if I cried for you?
And your anonymous face?
Those eyes of maybe blue, green, brown?
And those lips I might taste.

You could hold the qualities,
I might just adore.
Please don't give up on yourself,
when someone out there begs for more.