Two Paths, One Dream

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I can picture exactly how it would be.

I'd somehow come face to face with the embodiment of him. I'd run into his embrace. It would last a satisfyingly long time.

After some familial chit chat and idle distractions, probably involving a meal and an activity of some sort, there would come a time for decision; Stay or Go.

He'd choose to Stay.

Confessions would be made. Truths would be told. There would be a lot of passion and emotion.

But here is where the dream fades. I can't picture what happens next.

If an infatuation ends, it ends. Something causes a chain reaction that fizzles the whole thing out.

If it doesn't end, if the trust grows and the feeling is more mutual than I allow myself to dream it to be, what then?

There are two paths and I refuse to try either of them. Both have an ending I can see coming and they both end in heartache. How did I even get here?

My heart is torn. It never wants to leave the dream. It can't choose a path that might destroy it and either path could be the one.


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