I Chose You

I Chose You

I chose you,

Not for the way the sun caught your hair

Or how the world bent when you smiled.

I chose you

In the quiet,

When the night pressed its weight against the window

And silence spoke louder than promises.

I chose you

When the days grew long and empty,

And the sky wore its dullest shade of grey.

Not for what you gave,

Not for what you said,

But for what you were

When no one was looking.

I chose you

Because somewhere in the hush of it all,

You felt like something

I could hold without breaking.