If you choose me,
I promise love and loyalty.
I promise to be there
when the call comes late,
when your voice breaks
and you don’t know what to say,
when all you need
is someone
who stays.
I will try
to make life softer
on the days it hurts.
I promise to co-create
a happy life with you.
And if you don’t choose me,
there are no hard feelings.
Once, I told you
life has ways to surprise you.
That maybe
everything happens for a reason.
If we end up together,
I want to believe
we are that reason.
I know you carry your past.
The things you left behind.
The things that still follow you
in quiet ways.
I want to believe
it led you here.
To me.
To us.
To something
that finally stays.
The past is gone.
The future is not here.
Everything begins
in the mind.
I can see our life already.
When you cook dinner
and we talk about nothing.
When I’m in your arms
and everything feels quiet.
When I’m not with you,
what I miss
is your simple presence
that brings me peace.
But for now,
we only have this moment.
And in this moment,
if you choose me,
I choose you.
The good.
The bad.
The ugly.
No conditions.
No versions.
Just you.
And you must take me
as I am.
We are still alive.
We still have time.
We can rewrite everything.
Try again.
Create.
Love
without holding back.
Life is possibility.
In the end,
you need belief.
And people
who don’t leave
when things get hard.
I believe in me.
I believe I can build
a beautiful life.
I like to create.
To explore.
To bring light
into the world.
If you stay,
walk with me.
Through new cities.
Through quiet nights.
Through the version of us
we haven’t met yet.
Let your plans
become ours.
Let mine
become yours.
But if you don’t choose me,
it’s okay.
I will still carry love.
And gratitude.
If things don’t work,
even if they could,
I believe this:
The grass is green
where you water it.
The love is here.
The chemistry too.
But love is not a feeling.
It is a decision.
One
you must choose.
And if you don’t,
I still choose me.
I will build this life
with or without you.
But I hope
it’s with you.