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White Picket Fence

So, I met a boy. At least thats what I thought when he first talked to me. That little boy grin when a guy sees something he likes. Perfect. That's what I need. He began coming closer, his personality intrigued me. I asked myself why am I falling for him. Considering he had a broken marriage. Now I know people think wow, she must have fell hard! What was she thinking? Foolish isn't it? Now what I saw in him was a broken child. Well crap that's what I got too. Now how was I going to heal a grown man who lost touch with his self. When my shit was just as bad? Now I stayed. Not only did I stay but I felt the need too. Maybe it was my time to show him a new path. Now I know what you're thinking. This girl is out of her mind?! But as I taught him the ways of a man, he began to truly love me. Now I'm sitting over here scared as hell like what did I just do. Did I just change a man for the better? I did. Now his ex wife left him. My sister ended up spilling out that him and I were together. Now what in the crap??!! Yeah she left. I could understand why she left, but she took his son. Someone he cared about. It killed me as he sat there day by day feeling alone and hurting. I stopped multiple suicides. People ask me all the time, if he hurt you, why do you still love him? Well I found this on later in life is that there is no such thing as prince Charming. Ain't nobody perfect. Everybody has got demons you don't even know about. Shit I got demons I carry. Well after awhile I stuck around and I helped him. That's what I call a dream. You see him and I talk about our future. It's a future of flaws. But it's perfect in my eyes. We see each other together in our own home with our own kids. You wanna know something, you don't know until you are in that white picket fenced house until you meet the love of your life in the most chaotic situations. That's how I see it, a dream worth fighting for..... 

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Xer0TheHer0

Are you the one from my dreams? Its hard to recall the more time that passes. There you were helping me solve a mystery within the dreamscape. I couldn't help but think of you the way I hope you think of me. I had to outrun the eyes of a killer of dreams in order to live. In the process losing you and straying further from the path of connection. Im lost without those I long for. The angel's trumpet sounds, Gabriel delivers the message.

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