Choice.

Choice

He is the calm to my anger.

He is the reason to my voice.

He is the joy to my envy.

He is the Best of Me.



He is the foundation of my building.

He is the mortar of my wall.

He is the trunk of my tree.

He is the Best of Me.

He is my water.

He is my air.

He is my gravity.

He is the Best of Me.

Love is a choice,

And I choose to Love.

But let's face it, it's easy,

It's like he's sent from above.

For him, it must be harder,

I don't know what he sees.

But it is I that he chooses,

And that's why

He is the Best of Me.

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When someone asks me why I love my husband, I find it difficult to answer it specifically. There is no reason why, I just know that with him, I am a better person. He completes me in a way that no one else can. He supports me through all my endeavours, provides me with the help and reason I need to make decisions and allows me to tread my own path, ever ready to catch me if I stumble. I can say that, without a doubt, Justin loves me more than anything in the world, and everything he does, is for me.

When he asked me to be his girlfriend back in 2007, he woke up early in the morning and tied a heart in a fence to mimic the original that was burnt away by vandals because he knew that it made me happy. That heart, woven in the wire, was a symbol of hope and love. Every time I walked past it, it made me smile and filled me with joy. When it was destroyed, I was cut. I actually cried. So Justin went out and rebuilt it, to show me that in him, there is love, hope, joy and happiness. And that he would do whatever it takes to make me smile. He loves me. And that is why he is the Best of Me.

We left the fence and the heart in Melbourne, so I have decided to bring the joy here for people to take comfort, like I did, that there is love all around. You just have to choose to see it and discover #thebestofyou.