there must be an infinite space beside you, because in my unboundedness, i found my place at your side. right there in the crook of your arm, i fit perfectly, as if a spoon that is firmly held in place at the corner of a bowl, as if the very hollow around you was meant exactly for me.
i never believed in destiny, for i am a firm advocate of choice, of free will. but somehow, with me snuggled close to your heart, i can somehow believe i am fated to choose you.
they would ask where my decisiveness comes from, where my certainty about you is rooted on, and i would look up and ask the stars the same question.
perhaps itβs in the curls of your mane that i loved to rustle with my fingers, or your hands that can engulf mine so easily, or your arms that can envelope my being, or your eyes that know what i need, or your lips that whisper endearments so sweet.
i really canβt say, except that i know. i know in my heart that i chose you, that i value the choices i make, and i value you as amongst my most prized decisions.