What We Choose

You found me in the ruin, bleeding quiet in the dark

Told me love was not the fire, but the staying through the spark

I wore your ghost like armor, you wore my name like sin

We lost each other once—but gods, we let each other in

You left with all the silence, I stayed with all the scars

But I built a life from ash and steam and mended every part

Still you came back with hands undone and eyes too full of war

And I—I opened up the door

This isn’t fairytales or gold

This isn’t perfect, clean, or whole

It’s bite and bruise, it’s fight and flame

It’s whispered truths and not to blame

It’s waking up beside the pain

And choosing still to stay again

This is what we lost

And this is what we chose

Your hands remember hunger, mine remember fear

But when I gave you my wrist again, it wasn’t weakness, dear

It was proof that I remembered all the ways you made me feel—

Like I was more than broken

Like I was still real

[Bridge] (softer, stripped back)

I don’t want vows or pretty lies

I want the man who never hides

Who waits outside the door I closed

Who walks me home with open eyes

[Chorus] (soaring, fuller instrumentation)

This isn’t fairytales or gold

This isn’t perfect, clean, or whole

It’s blood and grace, it’s fierce and raw

It’s what we are, not what we saw

It’s waking up despite the ache

And choosing us with what we take

This is what we burned

And this is what we chose

So if I reach for you again

Know it’s not need

It’s not pretend

It’s because after everything

You're still the fire

I’d choose again