WHY WOULD I?

Why would I choose you over me? 

When I was the only one there for me on my worst days?

Whenever I wanted to scream out,

It was the echo and the void, the only ones willing to listen to me? 

And when I cried myself to sleep all those restless nights,

It was my pillow that held me tight,

Letting both me

And my tireless thoughts 

Rest calmly on it.

It was the moon and the bright stars shining with pride 

The ones that witnessed those thick drops running down my cheeks,

Protecting and watching over me as if I were the most precious gemstone to ever exist.

It was the books, the ones that brought calmness and comfort into my life,

Plastering a smile on my face every time I read their stories, 

Definitely not something anyone in my surroundings could easily carry out.

So if I have to choose someone,

I'll choose myself at all times

And do what l feel is best.