I feel- for you.
I try- for you.
I show up and try again- for you.
I choose to care- for you.
I choose to find ways to communicate- for you.
I choose to continuously strive towards the next best thing- for you.
I don’t choose these things because I have to, but because I want to.
Is this madness?
Or the conditions of love?
Regardless, it’s the choice I make.
And no matter what happens, I choose this too:
I will keep my peace.
This I do selfishly.