Anvil, Advil, & A Bunch Of Decisions I Might Not Have Made

are you surprised at this point dear heart because you probably shouldn't be

This 

All of this, all of Us™

I think is both the nicest and the luckiest anvil

To hit me

Diving only for a moment into my weird headspace,

I'm lucky because I could have-

Well, think about time machines for a moment.

People always discourage making decisions if you travel back in time,

Because the impact on the future could be catastrophic.

Well, this life we're living is only someone else's past,

And ours to make fragile decisions with.

And so I think every choice I made leading up to this-

To you somehow inexplicably loving me in return,

Perhaps even as much as I love and have loved you,

Was, and I can say this with more confidence than I'm known to muster,

The right decision. Every single one.

Even though falling in love with you, again, 

Wasn't a decision,

But acknowledging it,

Acting on it in small ways,

Waiting when I should have waited and speaking where conversation was called for,

All of these subconscious little things

Led to us.

Us™.

So thank you for still being part of the best decisions I ever made,
And for being all of the choices that weren't in my hands,

And for, 

Dear God this is cheesy and I apologize,

Being part of the choices I would make over and over again,

Without hesitation.

Author's Note

Jeezum Crow Poetry Is Exhausting

This is 4 in one day, more than my usual quota, so I should probably take a break but NOT WHEN I CAN BESTOW UPON YOU USELESS CONTENT THAT YOU NEVER ASKED FOR

Also, I did not proofread this. At all. I'm tired, but still a little stable, so feel free to come at me with critiques or other concerns about this piece. And other pieces, if you feel so inclined. Thank you for your time.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

My only words are those smiling in awe for the sincerity of your words, the influence of past time mingling with what turns out to be rapture ,made beautifully, happily 'cheesy' . Life is full of decisions, or dreams unwritten only felt.. of daydreams ripe for past crises and future losses of logic which are.. so glorious one goes crazy! This is a great poem.. winding zig zig downwords whispering something like 'dont save me, love the sensation! :)