I choose when I don’t need to think about it,
when your presence just feels right.
It’s the way a hand finds its place
without asking,
without hesitation,
just because it belongs there.

There’s nothing complicated,
just the feeling that things fall into place
when we’re close,
in the quiet moments that don’t need explaining.

I don’t need to decide,
I just know,
in the way we breathe together,
move together—
a shared space
without pressure,
just a knowing
that this is how it’s supposed to be.

I don’t ask for anything,
just let it happen,
in the way your voice
and your touch
are the only answers I need.