Kreativitets-utlopp:
I used to dream of the future with you.
Dream of everything that was going to come and everything we'd be through together.
But now all I can dream about is memories.
The memories I cherish, and the ones I wish I could change.
It was once something so incredible I couldn't beleive it, as if it was only a fairy tail.
But now I look back, and it feels like that's exactly what it was.
When did the fantasy end? When get woken up by the cold stone fist of reality in my face?
What changed? What didn't change? Or was I just too foolish to look the truth in the eyes?
What happened?
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