A dream deferred

When you look at someone living the life of your dream, the life that you had always wanted to live, the dream that had made you toil through those years of unappreciated labour.. when you watch another person living it, while you are standing in the corner hiding amidst the darkness and silently watching them; laugh and drink and being happy.. then momentarily you wish you were that person.

But then.. you scratch your head and look down at the ground, at the small gap in between your shoes.. and you smile stupidly to yourself.

Lifting your head up, you glance at them once more before turning to leave that place. And to never look back again.


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