Life is always full of choices. Because the life is a matter of choice. We can choose to stay alive or die.

Still, that choice can be chosen by others. Like parents who are ready to choose. Not fair, but for some people it's the best choice.

But sometimes it's the best thing for him. So many choices are always approaching this life. From mild to difficult. We are also often approached choices, such as: should eat? Should drink? should sleep Any choice would be missed with a single word, 'yes' or 'no'. Words are easy to write but sometimes difficult to pronounce. Likewise with the affairs of the heart. The heart or feeling is also part of life.

He said humans and even living creatures are created with feelings. Feelings to love and be loved. The choice where almost everyone wants to have both. Man is a selfish being. However, back again, this is an option. Must choose one of them. Loving and being loved is of equal importance, but in this life the meaning is different. Had time to think, better love. For how happy it can be to have and be with the people we love. In fact, loving someone is easy to write.

More precisely, having a loved one is difficult. Then, when someone comes up lovingly but not loved. What choice will be made? Keep loving or prefer to be loved? Choosing to love other people, but people who do not love and do not want to be with us. Is that the preferred choice? Or anchored to this self-love? Loving is fun but lovable more joyful.

That's what comes to mind. Am I wrong? Sure, some people say it like that. But that's my choice. The choice of where I am happy can be loved. That's what keeps me alive. The choice we choose, sometimes not always sweet fruit but most of the choices are always sweet fruit. That's the choice.