The choice

After three years,

Tbm feels just like home.

It's a sense of comfort,

the right people around me,

the comfort of being home.

Love, passion, and commitment—

three big words right round the corner.

When the time comes to choose,

what must I do?

It's not abandoning one for the other,

it's finding the right thing at the right time.

Maybe life has kept so much hidden,

huge, rewarding, beautiful things.

And I'm open to it all,

but for now I choose comfort.

Because comfort is not weakness,

it is the soil where courage grows.

It is the pause before the leap,

the steady breath before the climb.

It reminds me that belonging

is as precious as ambition.

So I sit with gratitude,

knowing my heart will know

when the hour of change arrives.

And until then,

I carry my calm like a lantern,

trusting it will light

the path to what’s next.