I thought I could have it all. Do I really gotta choose?

I've often thought about how my ideal relationship would look like if I had to paint it out on a canvas.

It used to look like this:
Me, holding my girls' hands, looking her in the eyes, her smiling. Our silhouette could be put against any kind of background, because it wouldn't matter what would be going on with the rest of the world, as long as we were together.

Lately, however, my views are sort of changing, and that painting would look more like this:

Me and my girl, leaning over a balcony of a high building, looking down on the world, ready to conquer that shit.

Some good food for thought. Mmm, scrumpschious! lol!