Saving that hope for another day.

Oh, to go back to that dream before the much awaited reality awakens. Oh to live life completely in those moments when clarity blinds itself and you are nothing but blissfully happy and unaware. Such moments happen far too rarely and pass all too quickly, if even they have existed at all.
So little left to hold on to, and yet so much to lose. Do I let it slip out of my fingers, content that the end is come? Or do I hold on--just for one second more...and one second more--in expectation of Hope's salvation? Where is the dream from my past life?
Losing that hope, 'til another day.
Which, Mr. Frost, is the road less traveled? The road that I should take? Which one will lead me home?