Track 3 is The Lovers card. People expect a love song. I wrote a leaving song.
A song called I Choose Me sounds like it should be about romance. It is not. The card says it plain. A woman in a white suit walks her own way down the steps, calm, while the crowd behind her moves the other direction. She is not leaving a lover. She is leaving the pull of everybody else.
The archetype here is choice. Not who you love. What you pick. And the pick is yourself.
I make the music as TheMusicAuntie. I am the one who had to make the choice before there was a song about it.
The decision is the song
I Choose Me is built on one moment, repeated until it is true. Stopped begging for permission. Started moving with precision. That is the whole turn. The verses are not about a person who wronged me. They are about the version of me that waited for a yes that was never coming.
I made room for my healing. Cut cords, killed doubt, changed seasons. I wrote that as a list because that is how it actually happens. Not one grand decision. A series of small cuts.
Why The Lovers and not a romance card
This is the decision point of the album. It follows Stars Align For Me. You look up at the sky, you decide to keep going, and then you choose your direction. This song is the turn away from the crowd.
This ain’t ego, this is growth. This ain’t pride, this is truth. I needed that line in the bridge because choosing yourself gets called arrogant by people who benefited from you choosing them. It is not the same thing. One is noise. The other is a boundary.
The part that costs something
I will not pretend this one is clean. I lost people, I gained sight. That trade is real and it is not free. The bridge says no hard feelings, no regrets, and most days I mean it. Some days I am still writing my way into meaning it. I left the line in anyway, because the thing you are reaching for belongs in the song even on the days you have not reached it.
If it costs me my peace, then it costs way too much. That is the rule I gave myself. I am still learning to keep it.
The sound
The beat moves up the whole time. I’m on my way up is not a metaphor I added later. It is the structure. The song climbs because the decision is supposed to feel like altitude, like air thinning in a good way.
Where this leaves you
If choosing yourself feels selfish, notice who taught you that. Usually it is someone who needed you smaller.
The Lovers is not asking you to be loved. It is asking you to choose. Choose well. Then climb.