Loving you is not my choice. It is not my decision. It is my need. A prerequisite of living.

No matter how you love a person, there will come a time that you will hurt that person whether you like it or not. Not all things are in our control; sometimes we do not have a choice.

It is what happens after you make a choice that hurts you, that makes you regret it.

Meeting you is the work of fate. Being friends with you is one the best choice I made in my life. But it was beyond my control from falling head over heels for you.

If you want to live your life without regrets, go and choose the choice your heart tells you to.

Choosing to spend the rest of my life with you is the best choice I have made in my life. You are my refuge, my comfort and my happiness. There is nothing more I wanted in this life! I love you, hubby.

You’re my first choice and my last option.

Easier said than done. But what’s done is gone and your only choice is to move on.