Choices

Her and him.

Her and him.

I struggle to choose.

I love her with the warm smile

And brown eyes that sparkle in the sun.

I love him with the laugh of a thousand angels

And the voice of a thousand mountains.

He makes me smile

When I need it the most.

She holds me in her arms when

I'm cold and lonely.

How can I choose?

This poem is about: 
Me

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