Choice... mine and yours

Your a people.
I'm a people.
I love to choose.
You love to choose.
Sometimes you'll think I'm 'doing life wrong'.
Me too.
Sometimes I'll know you are... because 'I am always right.'
You too.
This life- it's mine to choose.
This life- it's yours to choose.
Sometimes this life I choose will hurt you.
I'm sorry.
Sometimes this life you choose will hurt me too.
You're sorry.
Or we should be- both of us.
Because I don't choose yours,
and you don't choose mine.
I shouldn't and you shouldn't.
I have things to learn.
You have an equal portion.
We are here to learn.
To allow others to their choices.
Just like we are here to learn and trust our own.
I swallow my pride and say, "Sometimes I do life wrong."
I swallow again and say, "I'm not always right."
"Forgive me?"
I say those hard words, to show you-
I love you.
That is my choice.
Is it yours?

I don't know;
Because you get to choose.