It was so unexpected. The moment I heard the mention of your name my heart had started pounding. I like to think that I have no idea why it'd started racing, but to be honest, I know exactly why. I guess all this time I thought it was all over. It could never be. It would never be. So why has this doomed desire been lingering amongst my thoughts? I guess it was never really over in my head; I'd blurred the line between wishful thinking and reality.
Reality. It can be such a bitch sometimes. The next thing I'm going to talk about is a reference to a scene in 500 Days Of Summer. It showcases the typically experienced reality vs. expectations situation. Where your expectations - no matter how hard you wish - never fall parallel to reality. ...well for me at least.
So I guess after countless plans that have panned out to be a reality vs. expectation event, I have come to the conclusion to never expect anything. Or anything of anyone in this case. Because if you continue to rely your happiness to unfold accordingly to your expectations, you're only getting your heart torn apart - bit, by bit. If it hasn't already been ripped out, that is.
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