40-Dreaming and reality

I dreamt of you last night.
It was one of those crazy dreams that don't make a lot of sense but feel real.
Your son was lost, and you wanted help looking for him.

You were with her,
his mother and in my dream she was about to deliver another.
I helped because I loved him too,
til you took him away when you left.

Never giving me the chance to say my goodbye.
But my heart ached to see you together,
with everything I dreamed of.

We ran around in panic calling his name,
only to find him hiding in his old room
at our old house.

Then the fates released me from my agony
and I awoke.
But the feelings have lingered...

The hurt that you are back together,
that you took her to "our spot" in "my town"
and where you proposed and how you proposed and when you proposed.

And that she said yes.

The man you are now, the things you've done in the past year
are not the things the man I knew would have done.
The man I knew was a fighter.  He never gave up.

He was honest and always kept his word. 
He would have died for me.

And maybe that is what you have done.
Did you sell your soul to be with your son,
to give me the opportunities that you think I wanted in life?
All I wanted was you...

Our whole marriage you warned me about her
how she was manipulative,
how she would lead you down a garden path
only to stab you in the back when no one was looking.

Has she really changed?
Or did she just change you?

Or am I just looking for a reason
and someone to blame.