“I choose you, I choose you, Leo. Always.”
“Maybe I'm being selfish, but I choose you." He leaned over, lips brushing mine as he whispered, "I always choose you.”
“You don't always choose the path you walk in life, but, you always choose how you walk that path.”
“You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice. If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice. You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill. I will choose a path thats clear. I will choose Freewill.”
“I choose this," I say, my voice ragged with want. "I choose you.”
“You can choose to be better or bitter. I choose to be better.”