On happiness, love and choices.

Clinging to a feeling of happiness
How fleeting it is.
Happy one moment, unhappy next
One can  not grasp that feeling
But only can make a choice
And be happy or sad.

Same is love.
How do we know who is right for us?
We never do.
Why do we feel in love?
We make a choice to feel
One way or another.

I chose to give you my love
And chose to be taking yours.
One day we chose to stop
And be angry and upset
Choices we made
We may or may not regret.

I will be your friend
Once I let go of anger;
Forgive myself and forget.
Promises will be forgotten
And that we broke them as well,
Until then I can't.