It Will Never Happen

It is amazing how blind we can be, how much we choose to ignore and not to see, all because we think it will just go away.

The hopes and dreams we are afraid to lose, that we so desperately want to cling to. But that false hope always fades and that is always when we feel the most alone. Perhaps it is becasue you feel foolish or because it is yet again, another failure. For me it is the dreams that I know are fading. The cabin stays in the mountains that will never happen, the children that we will never bring into this world together and the evenings on the porch swing we will never get to see as we grow old together. It is the history that will never happen.