two

There are two things that hold my desire.

One holds my heart and mind.

The other hold my wondering thought.

One is something that brings me much joy.

While the other only brings me pain, because I know it can never be mine.

One is a reality.

While the other is a dream that I am awake in.

I have only one heart so I must choose which to give it to carefully.

One is an obvious choice

While the other is something that could leave me with the shards of what used to beat within my chest

One has its hand stretched out to receive me

While the other toys with me and only raises its hand to drop it when I reach

 I have to decide will I go with what I know will warrant happiness or

Should I go with what creeps into my thoughts even when I am thinking of the other.

The plunge is all that is on my mind.

I give my self to one but I know the other will be back in just a matter of time.