IF YOU EVER CHOOSE ME

I found my peace where you found war,

In every fucking piece you couldn’t hold anymore.

You’d call my name when the night got loud,

I’d stand between you and every goddamn cloud.

I learned every demon underneath your skin,

Every fucking scar, every place the darkness gets in.

And I never asked what I’d get in return,

I’d throw myself in just to watch you fucking burn less.

Maybe I’m fucked up, maybe I’m fucking blind,

But your chaos is the only goddamn place I quiet my mind.

So I’ll be the shelter in your storm,

The fucking arms that keep you safe and warm.

I’ll fight the ghosts inside your head,

Even when mine are screaming I’m fucking better off dead.

I’ll bleed if it means you don’t have to,

Lose myself just to fucking carry you through.

And if someday you finally fucking see

What I’ve sacrificed just to keep you free—

Maybe you’ll turn around and fucking choose me.

I watched you fall, I watched you fucking heal,

Held every secret you were too scared to feel.

You’d swear nobody could understand,

So I’d reach through hell and fucking take your hand.

I became the wall between you and pain,

Took every goddamn bullet meant for your name.

Then you walked away when the fucking war was done,

Into somebody else’s arms like I was fucking no one.

And yeah, that shit fucking broke me,

But loving you never came with a fucking guarantee.

So I’ll be the shelter in your storm,

Even if I’m never what you’re fucking looking for.

I’ll fight the ghosts inside your head,

While mine keep screaming I’m better off fucking dead.

I’ll bleed if it means you don’t have to,

Lose myself just to fucking carry you through.

And if someday you finally fucking see

The man who’s always been standing beside you—

Maybe you’ll turn around and fucking choose me.

I KNOW I’M NOT THE FUCKING ONE YOU CHOSE!

I KNOW I’M NOT THE ONE YOU FUCKING HOLD!

BUT I’M STILL GODDAMN HERE!

AFTER EVERY FUCKING YEAR!

I DON’T NEED YOUR FUCKING PROMISE!

I DON’T NEED YOUR GODDAMN PITY!

I JUST NEED ONE FUCKING CHANCE

TO SHOW YOU WHAT WE COULD FUCKING BE!

Maybe one day when the fucking noise dies down,

You’ll realize who never fucking left town.

When the hands you trusted finally let you go,

I’ll still be here—

But I’ll never fucking know

If you’re coming the fuck home.

So I’ll be the shelter in your storm,

Even if I’m fucking standing here alone.

I’ll fight your demons until you can fight your own,

Even if loving you means fucking dying unknown.

I won’t stop loving you, I won’t fucking lie,

I won’t stop hoping while there’s still fucking time.

You may never choose me,

And maybe that’s my fucking tragedy—

But if there’s even a goddamn chance someday…

I’ll still be fucking here.

Not because I fucking need you.

Not because I can’t fucking let go.

Because after everything…

I still fucking love you.

And if you ever choose me—

I’ll know why the fuck I