Choice

There will always be a choice;

Either it will be an infinitely lit sky with stars

Or it will be an infinitely dark space.

There will always be a choice;

Either it will be the peaceful waves

Or it will be the boisterous winds.

There will always be a choice;

Either it will be the existence of life

Or it will be the oblivion of remembrance afterlife.

But in the world filled with all of it at once;

Where there is no choice even when there is a choice

I will always shamelessly choose You.