It's funny that all this while -- I thought I was a bad person.
Bad for not calling back, bad for completely ignoring her.
Yet, I find myself wondering how is she doing, what is she up to and so.
In the end, it's not her that's hurting -- it was me after all.
Hurt because it failed, aching 'cos it felt almost right, workable.
But I'm left wondering why I keep meeting the wrong ones...
False hopes, crushed dreams, wishful thinking.
I hope it'll end soon.
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