If love is a choice

Then I choose you

You misunderstand me

You want to change me

Your anger, unforgiveness and bitterness is bad

Oh yh, I know you’re working on it

You are selfish; desiring your own happiness

Your expectations of a husband is clearly not me

I don’t feel your support as a helpmeet

I feel so lonely most times because you’re simply not there

You put me through so much stress, pain and pressure

You’re someway

What kind of a person are you?

A book on your weaknesses would be unending

Why are you like that?

Where did you come from and who gave you such orientation?

I have sleepless nights because of you. What at all is this?

Is it truth or dare?

You’re crazy!

I know! I’m crazy too

Cos if love is a choice

I still choose you