When it all fades away
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Suddenly, when I thought I had found love, the bubble burst. The beautiful pink bubble, which sometimes had its corny shape, suddenly became something very small, like drops that rose in the bright sunshine. Then the sun disappeared.
Those who support you and encourage you to be happy are the ones who puncture the bubble. Painful, but sweet and heart-warming at the same time. They care about you. But it still hurts so much.
It seems like you have to make a choice. And be careful, don't make the wrong choice, or they will point it out to you, sooner or later.
A choice nobody wants to make. A choice that is no choice at all, because; you don't have to do anything. Just think about it and let it sink in…
Well, that's pretty clear.
