Choosing You

You said you didn't want to settle down, didn't want to slow your feet.

Said a ring felt like a fence and a home felt too concrete.

You wanted open highways, late nights, no plan. I wanted Sunday

mornings built with my hands. I didn't try to change your

heart, didn't beg you to stay. Some roads you got to walk

alone, so I stepped out the way. When someone wants to be wild

and free instead of a married steady life with me, you don't argue,

you don't chase. You open the door, you give them space.