Choose

I speak of you often.

People are sick of your name.

Honestly, if I were them,

I’d surely feel the same.

But c’mon can you blame me?

You drive my mind wild.

Of you I can’t be free,

But you are so worthwhile.

So I choose to choose you.

Maybe one day I’ll see,

Its not too good to be true

That you could choose me.

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