Hallmark Husband

There’s an image of what I want my future to look like.
It’s very hallmark-esque.
A wife and kids sitting on a couch,
watching old disney movies,
A blazing fireplace tucked under the mantle.
The kids are laughing and making faces,
Snuggled under a blanket with snow coming down outside.
It’s so vivid that I can hear it now.

The part that kills me:
Every time I dream this dream,
I can’t see myself being a part of it.

I’m not cut out to be the hallmark husband.