If I weren't already in love with two-which didn't happen by "planning to be poly",
I'd choose the same; for the exact same reason.
IT IS easier to just say "fuck it" to the rest of the work and go with the "status quo" of what is "normal".
The problem is-that the heart is a muscle, and mine is strong. It chose two men and thus-"choosing" isn't an option anymore. My mind isn't stronger than my heart.
So, what kind of person does that make me?