Ten years don’t disappear in a day,
You can’t pack up a lifetime and throw it away.
You knew me before I knew who I was,
Every version of me, every dream, every flaw.
How did forever turn into “I don’t know”?
How did something so certain get so hard to hold?
I wish I could blame you for crossing that line,
But you broke your promises, and I broke mine.
How do you choose
Knowing someone you love will lose?
How do you know what’s right
When your heart’s been torn in two?
How do you leave a heart
That’s been your home for so long?
How do you stay
When somewhere else feels like you belong?
If I leave, do I throw ten years away?
If I stay, will anything ever change?
Tell me, how do you choose
When both loves feel true?
You weren’t supposed to mean this much to me,
Just a fantasy, somewhere I could flee.
Then came stupid jokes and talking all night,
And somewhere in the laughter, it started feeling right.
You made me see a life I never planned,
A future I had promised to somebody else’s hands.
New shouldn’t feel this much like home,
And home shouldn’t leave me feeling so alone.
How do you choose
Knowing someone you love will lose?
How do you know what’s right
When your heart’s been torn in two?
If loving you means losing him,
And loving him means losing you,
Tell me, how do you choose
When both loves feel true?
Then I found the words I was never meant to see.
You said they meant nothing, but you hid them from me.
I wanted to hate you, make it black and white,
Then remembered my secrets—and knew I wasn’t right.
There’s no innocent heart on either side.
We both found somewhere else to hide.
What if I leave and regret it?
What if I stay and regret it more?
What if I call it loyalty
Because I’m scared to close the door?
How do you choose
Knowing someone you love will lose?
Maybe ten years aren’t wasted
Just because they have an end.
Maybe loving someone deeply
Doesn’t mean you choose them again.
Maybe something new is real
Even if I don’t know where it leads.
There’s no perfect answer,
No choice where nobody bleeds.
The truth is… I love you.
And honestly…I love you too.
Sometimes two things
Can both be true.
I can love what we had.
I can love what I’ve found.
So maybe the question
Isn’t which love is true…
Maybe it’s— Which life
Do I choose?