White trap

It could be anywhere, absolutely anywhere.
Even right here. You look, aimlessly. Just looking.
Then as your eyes wonder, there is that one pair that
Catches your glimpse. Now there are two things,
No in fact there is one thing, choice.
This leads to two things,
To look or not to look again.
Let’s say you look, and then maybe you like.
It could be anyone, him as old as your dad,
She as young as your sister,
Him as hunky as your wish, you have made that
One choice and its in.
Not in as you are thinking…. in you know!
Yah but wait let’s just say it’s in,
You are done, its set it’s on and
You are now going in there
You are going to be in;
Maybe you need to switch it on first
But since you might not be the only one
Who made the choice? It’s already on.
Now think about it for a minute,
No not when you are in, the situation might dry up.
Lets say after wards, it could be for a favor
It could have been for, Eh! for…I don’t know
The moment. Still you silently made that choice.
What worries me is, what if the choice made you
And you had no reason to deny coz maybe…you were single
Well almost single..Come on! man hey no ring no sting
That’s what they say right.
Do you then wonder, when you got in what you came out with?
A promotion maybe, a friend maybe or even a keen.
Or that string that forever ties you to
a floating log of a hopeless romantic.
But when it all started, we all know you had one thing,
Choice.