The one I choose to love.

Even when I knew,  

I was once hurt.  

And I swore I’d never love again.

Even when the past  

keeps lingering.  

Whispering,  

Remember how deep it cut.

I ignored it.  

I didn’t think I’d ever give love a second chance.

Here.  

Comes her.

Her beauty.  

Her short height.  

Her skin that glows.  

Stealing more of my attention by the day.

And in a second thought,  

I forget.  

I forget I was once betrayed  

by the one I called My Love.

Her smile  

captured my heart.  

Made me fly so high  

in my thoughts.

But.  

Beneath that,  

another thought pounds heavy.

Perhaps I should love again?

But honestly,  

I’ve not found my Esther yet.  

Maybe I’m just playing with words.  

Or maybe...  

my love can meet me in this space.