Being together was not a choice,
nor sharing those moments..
Smiling with you was not a decision,
neither were the myriad discussions.
The fights were not a choice,nor was the insane stubbornness.
The tears shed were not in the plan,
neither were the talks till the dawn.
Days I missed you were not a choice,nor the waits for you to come back.
Patterns we scribbled were not a chance,
neither were the songs we hummed together.
Dreams I dreamed were not a choice,nor was the eloquence of that silence.
Evenings by your side were not an illusion,
neither were the days that began with you.