I like writing poems that don't rhyme I used to believe
That I didn't deserve anyone
Great or special
I used to believe
True love was a cruel joke
I used to believe
That there was no one
Who could make me
Believe in something bigger than myself
But I was wrong
Because you picked me up
Like a dull penny
You wiped all the grit off
Until I was new and beautiful
You spun me around
Until I saw the world in a new way
And colors were more vibrant
And people were more friendly
Until I wasn't bitter about the people
Who left me in their past
Until I wasn't sad about the little things
That went wrong
You taught me that nothing matters
But work as if everything does
You say, "Don't sweat the small stuff
Because you're coming home to me
At the end of the day"
And if it's true that I should do
What makes me happy
Then I choose you
I choose to believe in something
Bigger than myself
I choose to pick my feet up off the ground
And let you spin me around
I choose to see the world as beautiful
Instead of dark
I choose not to be bitter because
I know where I belong
And like I'm sweeping up trash into a dust pan
I'll forget about the small stuff
That went wrong
Because I choose to come home to you
And even when it's hard
And I say I'm over it and I'm done
I will always come back
Like a drug addict to their favorite poison
Because in my heart I know
I'll choose you every time