Excerpt from a Book I will Never Write

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I know that, and I'm absolutely to blame for that. But saying "if we are supposed to be together, it will happen," is absolute bullshit. That's not how love or anything like that works. You make a choice to love someone, and you make a choice to forgive, you make a choice to make it work every damn day even look them in the eye, you make a choice to love them unconditionally even when eat the leftover food that you were anticipating to eat all day, you make choice to let them take a shower first even though you're the one running late, you make a choice to sacrifice, you make a choice to love them so much to just put your dreams on hold so they can go finish school so y'all can go live the dream together, you make a choice. This shit isn't fate, or happenstance, it's a damn choice that you make every damn day. "Maybe we will end up together" has no say in this.