My choice

I didn't know if I had a choice, I mean if I should choose you or not. But then I realize that there is always that choice of wanting to have a choice. I decided might as well take a chance. 50/50, the odds were kinda ok.

Slowly, as time progressed I didn't know I was falling. I didn't know that I would eat my promise of not falling for anyone because of the trauma in which I experienced.

I realized that WE are not a typical love story, because our story is one for the ages. Our story is, I believe, meant to last a life time.

Here is to OUR story, OUR life.