It Wasn’t What I Expected
I allow myself to think about maybe.
Maybe we can go somewhere fancy.
Maybe there will be a surprise.
But it always fails.
The maybe never unfolds.
I tell myself that it doesn’t matter.
That I wasn’t expecting anything because it’s not important.
And on the surface, that’s true.
But deep down? I was expecting something.
Because I still believe in the importance.
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This post was inspired by the Studio 30 Plus writing prompt, “It Wasn’t What I Was Expecting.”