Imperfectly Perfect

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It’s true what they say about expectations, we shouldn’t expect so much, cause in the end, we all know the results. Never good. 

I hate myself (mostly disappointed) for expecting. It started when me, my friend, and him had a conference call, yeah, it was nice to talk to him after a long time, I know that I don’t have feelings for him anymore, but after that conference call, I started to expect again. Every night after that, I expect that we’ll get to talk again maybe about our past, I know, I know, we shouldn’t dig up our past, it’s not good, but there was a small part of me that wanted to know the answer to my what ifs during our high school days. Alam ko na wala na akong feelings sa kanya, I know that, but why am I expecting? Is it because there’s a small part of me that has still feelings for him? It sucks, wala na eh, then he comes back. For the past nights, hindi ko naman siya nakakausap, but I still expect that we’ll talk, stupid me. Ayoko na, past is past diba? Mas mainam na nga to continue moving forward and if I look back through the experiences, and what ifs, I’ll just smile and think of it as a memory of my high school days.

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