The How, Why, When, and Beyond

I had to make a choice
in the chilly night air
to give in to my feelings
or try and hold them back.

I chose to love you.

I had to make a choice
last spring
to come back to life
or fade away.

I chose to be resurrected.

I had to make a choice
one golden summer evening
to start planning my future
or live in the past.

I chose to look towards the horizon.

I have to make a choice 
 now, in this sleepy cafe
to keep whispering your name
or to keep moving towards an uncertain future.

I choose to...