You don't choose love, love come to you.  

I want to wear your sweatshirt to bed, watch scary movies with you, talk on the phone until sunrise, sneak out at night to look at the stars with you, fall asleep at your chest, kiss you in the rain, go on walks with you, laugh until I can't breathe, hold hands, travel with you, build a fort and have a snowball fight, sit in front of a fireplace and talk about life, I want to fall hopelessly, breathlessly in love with you.

It's the moment of thruth, and the moment to lie

And the moment to live, and the moment to die

The moment to fight, the moment to fight.