Sneak Peek

I choose youto love, care and holdto be mindful, intentional, consistent committedto hold space for youI choose you.

Private or publicto always keep our flame burningto shield it from allto hold onto our flame when all hope is lostI choose you.

To be your no.1 cheerleaderto walk beside you as you explore your passion(s)even when I don’t fully comprehend themI choose you.

I choose us.

The road to recovery and radical self-love has many pitfalls.Stops and potholes.It gets smooth then bumpy.One day you're on top of the world and another you're down a dark abyss.

Choose to stay the course,you morph into an unstoppable force.One that puts thee first.Able to remove oneself from situations or spaces that no longer serve you, no matter the circumstances.

Careful,not to sweep things under the carpet.Putting bandaid on a fracture.It’s work with no short cuts.

I love love, I thinkthe effortless smile one wears when a song reminding them of their person playsthe yearning of the day to end in anticipation of profound intimacy“I can’t wait to see you”to love and be loved must be nice.

The comfort of sitting in each other’s silencelost in a book or workoccasionally stealing glances/kissesthe comfort in knowing that despite disagreements or fightsthere is space to talk, respectively, amicably to resolve whatever.

Waking up each day, choosing and committing to each otherit’s work, this I know but I also think the rewardsare totally worth it

I love love, I think.

Shy desperate smileappropriate wavestrike a posechange to adaptgrow new skin to fit the criteriaaudition.

Did I say it right, am I overthinking itwill I be prioritised, will I be seenwill I matter?

Your turnwill you make the cutwill I pick youare you worthy?

When you are the one constantly givingwhen you are the one being mindfulwhen you are the one checking inthe oil eventually runs out.

When no one is there when you need themwhen you have to always be the understanding onethe one that listensthe oil eventually runs out.

Half steppers, takersunending dark hole, solitudeshuttered heart, unfulfilled promisesguess those are the rewardsfor being mein a cruel selfish world.