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Useless Dream
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You can't tell me that you're really happy with the way things have turned out Five years later, and neither of us has gone anywhere If we're no better apart then we were together, then why did you have to leave? Chasing some stupid petty dream...
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst - Words: 441 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-02-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3018828
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Useless Dream

You can't tell me that you're really happy with the way things have turned out

Five years later, and neither of us has gone anywhere

If we're no better apart then we were together, then why did you have to leave?

Chasing some stupid petty dream

You and me both

How much better are we for it?

Would we have really been any less fulfilled in the monotony of some boring normal life?

The tv told us otherwise

When we were young and so full of hope and stupidity

Its beautiful bubbly characters reaching out for their dreams with all their might

And I thought I should do that too

I thought it must be the only way

I think I would have been happier as an accountant

Or whatever other boring job I could have found

With a peaceful, steady life, quietly finding what small joys I could in it for myself

I know that you would have been happier too, even if you won't admit it

I sent an email to you last week, something to this effect, but you never wrote back

But then again, I never had a way with words

I'm not sure that you're even still using the same account

It's been so long since I've seen you, we probably wouldn't really know each other anymore

Our 'dreams' tore us apart

They took what we had and gave us nothing in return

Stupid, so stupid

How much have you spent on yours so far?

And when was the last time I saw you on tv?

Never

I can't help but laugh at how dumb and cliché it all is

But how can you resist when they all speak of it so highly

Raise it up on their highest pedestal as if it's the most important thing in the world

What is the most important thing in the world? Anything?

I remember when we were young and we talked about what it would be like when we grew up

"Alone and defeated and struggling just to pay rent" somehow never came up

I could die right now and have never lived

Is this how everyone feels? How sad, they don't tell you that when you're young

Five years since I left home, and already I've given up

I wonder if you've given up too

Or if you're still happy and hopeful like I remember you

I guess you remember me like that too

How could we have both started out so stupid?

It's funny isn't it?

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