We are all free to do whatever
We want
As creators of our reality
We choose our experiences
It was his decision to
Stay in New York City
No matter what
Even though his sister
Threatened to leave him
Broke on the sidewalk
A crooked guitar hanging
And a frown
Sitting on the concrete
Crying staring at the street
I chased him for blocks
Just to kiss his tears
And tell him that
He had nothing to fear
That I would sit by his side
As long as it took him
To rise up
Your sister found us
And asked me if I was staying
Here or leaving with her back home
I said she could go back alone


Choices decisions standing firm
In position
Have peace knowing the
Only thing you control
Is your life

No one can you hurt
You but yourself

A couple of days later
We broke out in a fight
And we tested what
Would happen
If I was the one to quit
Crouched on the concrete
Staring at the street
Staying in Jersey City
But dying to leave
Crying like I've been praying
But no one came to wipe my eyes
And kiss my head
And tell me that no matter what
They will be there

Choices

I chose to love
And commit

He chose a new girlfriend
I chose to run around the block
Several times
Crying like I was praying
Letting my tears
Soak in the soil of my garden

And then I remembered...
I choose to feel negative about
His personal life decision

And if I can just relax a little bit...
Talk myself off the ledge
Avoid getting depressed
he doesn't define
My worth or my expansion