DivineThoughtsGirl

I saw Mr.Past today, I was hoping to ignore him throughout the whole event, but he unfortunately (or fortunately) greeted me with a few words and a fulfilling hug. It was comforting when it lasted, but reality did decide to drop by eventually. We walked on the rest of the night acting like strangers, I wouldn’t really say that not talking to him was a bad thing. We really were better off marching past each other without a sign of familiarity. The weirdest thing of all is that, at the end of the day, after all the occurrence that took place, I’m stuck lingering over this memory. Maybe it’s just a habit of mine to linger in my past, but bad habits do die hard, and I wonder if i’m stuck pondering through this memory due to some unfinished business. If it is so, I wish to finish whatever keeps me tied up in this.