She chose to...

A slight breeze brushed past her hair
I had told her to keep it tied
She let it loose against the wind...
...and chose to walk against the tide!

A beautiful smile gripped my heart
I cant miss those eyes staring at me
She gave up the old habits of innocence...
...and chose to ride with me, free!

I bid her farewell
I held her fingers for the last time
She prayed - we never go back to old times again...
...and I chose to react with efforts of mine!

I am not asking you to come back
I am not asking you to go away
I pray when we meet again...
...you choose to take the night into the day!