One In A Minion

I stare up into his beautiful brown, singular sparkling orb as the sun sets behind us, but I am thinking about the wondrous duo of green orbs that have been lusting after me in these past few weeks. Those orbs belong to a kind of person who is new to me; new in a completely glorious way. There are so many emotions and feelings just below the pair of spheres that have screwed up in laughter after I cracked a joke, the ones that stare at me so intensely while we make love, the ones that have looked at me longingly, as if I were someone he could love but never have for himself.
As I come out of being lost in thought, my vision focuses again on the singular orb before me. The beholder of this orb and I have been through so much together- next year will be our 2000 year anniversary. We have seen so many things, the building of the pyramids, Jesus, the rise and fall of the Roman empire, the works of DaVinci take place, and so much more. A history like that alone could almost determine my future- but I'm not sure if I want my future laid out like that in front of me.

I am at the most important crossroads of my life, and I have no idea what to choose.