I Choose You
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I Choose You
Copyright Russell Nomer November 10, 2025 All Rights Reserved
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Seventeen years ago, forever was just a word
Then you walked into my life, the best story I’ve ever heard
Started in that two‑bedroom out in Woodbury
’Til the call came and my kids came home to me
Bags piled in the hallway, chaos off the walls
You opened up your heart and made a space for them all
That’s when I knew home isn’t measured in square feet
It’s the love you give when the world turns up the heat
’Cause you are my safe harbor, my soft place to land
I reach for your hand in sleep, and you always reach back
We’ve walked through fire that would burn anyone to ash
Seventeen years, my love — we’re built to last
I choose you; I will keep choosing you
Three years in, a scruffy Schnauzer claimed the couch
Fourteen years of clicking nails echoed through the house
Oliver snoring, often in unison with you
An annoyance turned the lullaby I always knew
It was the sound that meant for us everything was right
The sound I still listen for in the middle of the night
We’ve sat in courtrooms and ERs, been broke and terrified
But I have never, ever wished for a different life
’Cause you are my safe harbor, my soft place to land
I reach for your hand in sleep, and you always reach back
We’ve walked through fire that would burn anyone to ash
Seventeen years, my love — we’re built to last
I choose you; I will keep choosing you
The kids lob words like weapons — hateful, cruel, and wrong
You whisper my name in the dark when I can’t be strong
You heal our veterans while your own body fights
While I claw back from accidents and sleepless nights
Letting Oliver go just shattered us in two
Losing him, Paula, only made me love you more — God, I love you more
You are my safe harbor, my soft place to land
I reach for your hand in sleep, and you always reach back
We’ve walked through fire that would burn anyone to ash
Seventeen years, my love — we’re built to last
I choose you; I will keep choosing you
Here’s to coffee in the kitchen and squirrels on the porch
Here’s to your hand in mine, one faithful paw‑print at a time
I don’t have a ring, but I have this vow: I chose you then, I choose you now
Forever yours
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