Dream

To sit here and dream, I don't dream when I sleep, so I sit awake and day dream about what life is to bring. Will it bring smiles and joy or will it bring blood shed and tears. I dream of all the things that could have happened if I walked threw door one rather then door two, I wonder what would have happened if I took the time to unlock a few doors rather then take the easy way out. Option A or option B, take a chance knowing that witch one you choice can change you life forever and the other choice could have made it better. So I sit here dreaming, what would have happened if I picked him over you. Would I be happier, Or would my eye create tears and my arms create bruises, and my heart create cracks hoping I wouldn't have stayed with you rather then choose him. What looks like the better choice may not be what it seems, just because I man looks like he's good to everyone doesn't mean he is. Should I blame my dreams and my broken heart on myself, I'm I to blame for the pain I feel. Please take my pain away. I have to live with my choices yes but does it have to hurt this much. Can I not be happy with what I choose instead of feel guilty for what I didn't choose. I choose not to cut him out of my life but I live in pain for all the little things he does. But If I cut him out I would feel more pain then all the little things he does to Me. You on the other hand you hold my broken little heart in your big strong hand, I dream of your arms holding me tight, I dream of being with you, I'm happy with you. No one has had me this happy in a long time thank you for smileing in my dreams and bring a smile to my face, with you I am happy and I will stay with you till I'm no longer happy, I hope that day never comes but days continue on and I'm not one to dream to far ahead.