Degrees of freedom

I choose to be here

I choose that you are here and to be with you.

I cannot choose that for you.

You choose to be with me.

In doing so 

I am complete.

When you are gone

Your memory in my memory fills a void

That I choose to keep warm

And wrap in loving thoughts

Blanketing my heart

Until you return.

But on one day 

You or I will not return

And blanketed thoughts

Shall sustain a saddened love

And kindle a fire

That can no longer burn.