My unsaid thoughts-February

February 18th

Summer dreaming

I want a big white farm house
With lots of land for my kids to play on
A huge pull barn for my cars
And the thing I want the most is a white picket fence
In every movie you see the family's home with a little white fences
But that's all just a dream
That's what I told him one summer night
I told him my dreams for the future
He said he'd make it come true
He said we'd get a old truck
And have 4 kids
3 boys one girl
He said that the boys would protect her
When he couldn't
Just like he did with his sisters
And my brothers did for me
He said he'd drive me to a corn field to watch fireworks
Because I told him how much I dreamed of it
He said it would be our reality
To bad love doesn't always last that far