I was expecting mostly anything out of this:
to be frustrated, ignored, forgotten,
heartbroken, ridiculed even,
to wake up the next morning,
bitter taste on the mouth,
left on the gutter without a single happy memory left
to make me last through the day...
I guess I was expecting pain, as usual.
I'm too used to expecting too much,
so this time I decided to expect the worst,
just to ensure my expectations would be met this time.
What I definitely wasn't expecting
was to be swept off my feet.