Loving a person is not a choice of your own
Being in love, the way that you love,
That is the choice you make
And all beautiful things considered,
It is still a hard choice to make
Some days we are deeply loving each other
We can’t stand more than a few minutes apart
Days where our skin touches in every minute and our souls sit intertwined
But there are days that aren’t that simple
There are days that we merely coexist in the same spaces
Days that come and we can’t seem to agree on even the color of the sky
And those days are the days that nobody wants to talk about
Those are the days that put so much on your mental that you walk away wondering if this was meant for you
Those are the days that i run back to my safe place behind my door with music too loud and sad feelings start to take over my physical
And in all of our glorious days, we learn nothing but to be content
Content with the comfortability of engaging pleasantly with each other
And it is in our tougher days that our love grows
That we learn new lessons about when and how and why to deal with the things that make us different; the things that have shaped us differently
In the tough days we do not share praises for getting through things,
But even in our days that are not so great, we choose to keep loving, keep being in love
And for that, if for nothing else, i know that we’ll make it until our lives reach an end
