He made the first choice —

He chose us.

He then gave me an opportunity to choose:

I chose to face the contest.

Then you chose me.

The higher choice is pending.

Will you, dearest, choose me again and forever this time?

The choice is yours.

© Akinsiwaju Sanya

Twitter: @AkinsiwajuSanya


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