“We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them” – Kahlil Gibran
Coming from such a great writer, these words must be true and I believe they are, up to a certain extent…
Sometimes, we choose our sorrows and they end up being joys and sometimes, it’s simply the other way round:
I chose you to be my light, you chose to be the darkness that lurks within me,
I chose your love to be my freedom, you chose to be the chains that won’t set me free!
I chose you to draw a smile on my face, you chose to be the pained frown,
I chose you to be my raft to safety, you chose to show me how to drown!
I chose for you to be the one I love, I chose to give you all the love I had,
You chose for me to rain tears with no mercy, you chose to treat me bad!
I chose for you to be a father to my children, a partner for life I chose,
You chose to be manipulative and take me, by the hand, to where the sadness grows!
I chose for you to be the center of my world, my one and only desire,
You chose to turn against me and be the fuel that lights my heart’s fire!
I chose for you to be everything and everyone that mattered,
You chose to be careless and with my feelings be simply flattered!
I chose for you to be my sun, you chose to be the burn,
I chose to never give up, you chose to never learn!
I chose for you to stay, but all you wanted was to go,
I chose your happiness, while you crafted my sorrow!
And now, all I am left with are my choices, hanging heavily on my shoulders… Wondering: What more will you choose for me…