the One and the Other One
He loves, he fights; He smiles, he frowns; He creates, he destroys; He cares, he cribs; He caresses, he karates; He makes it all alive, he makes it all sad; He loves to see me smile, he enjoys to see my bad; He cuddles me to sleep, he hurdles my nights; Is there a chance, I choose the Other One?? I ask myself all the time. And that is when my mind takes over my heart, making me take some more time. It says I need not judge right away. But the pain given by the Other has gone out of the way. Don't know what way of expression is right, but the One I know is nothing short of my life.