You're good looking
You can find any number of people who will listen to you
But maybe none who truly love you
I hope you do
And I hope it's me
But I hope it's someone who will be good for you at least.

You discount love
Maybe because it seems such a sure thing
Such a young age
Such a long stretch of miles before you
Or do you use kilometers
Even in your figurative language?

I'm good looking, so they say
I can't find anyone who will listen to me truly
Certainly no one who loves me
They way I imagine love
As two people meant to give their hearts to one another
With no expectation nor desire to ever have them back.