be mine
I Chose You First
I should’ve known on first sight,
I’d end up craving you,
protesting my feelings—
a hunger strike I never meant to win.
My mind kept going stir-crazy,
not knowing what to do,
so I took a chance,
shot my shot,
figured that’s all I really had.
Maybe you got me—
maybe only if you want.
I promise I offer a lot,
more than words,
more than half-measures.
So I rolled the dice,
not reckless,
just honest.
I could be the one you’ve sought,
or just someone who cared enough to try.
I like when I see you.
I like when I’m near you.
You’re woven into my every thought,
and it’s okay—I don’t mind.
You’re more than I invited,
more than I planned for.
I could see your sweet face every day
and still feel lucky.
I took the chance, rolled the dice,
not because I was fearless—
but because you were worth the risk.
I don’t promise perfection,
only honesty, effort, and heart.
And if you ever wonder
who would choose you first,
who would show up open and real—
it was me.
❤️
