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::: Best of Limited Options :::

When the one you want is not a choice
You just may turn to the one with the loudest voice
The (second) prettiest eyes
And you convince yourself by telling lies:

I love his smile
She’s worth my while
He’s good for me
We’re “meant to be”

You turn to a room full of “second selections”
And you have to pick, must have an election
One that reminds you, in many a way
Or one so different it’s like night and day

She has a beautiful soul
His ambition the world will know
I love running my fingers through her hair
I know that he will always be there

I truly love him, you tell your heart
Everything. The sum of all her parts
Just as good, maybe even better
But your mind only sees stormy weather

She’ll make a wonderful wife
With him I want to spend my life
I won’t look back with regret
No, his/her love will make me forget

Written by: ~ Poet730