The One You Never Choose Twice

Some people don’t just love. They’re written into you. When you feel it and get it right, it defines you. Becomes who you are. But you move forward. You live. Maybe you even love again. But you’ll never choose another the way you chose her. Because it only happens once, that kind of knowing. That kind of certainty. But that doesn’t mean love is done with you. If she ever wakes up? She has to come back ready. No doubts. No half-measures. Because the rare ones don’t wait forever.