I really hope nothing crops up on your end that we can't go out on Monday. I don't want to have myself being let down again. I hope that when we go out, everything would/ could be like how it used to be when we go out. I hope we can spend Monday doing things and just enjoying each other's company without feeling awkward. I hope I won't feel too inadequate such that I will withdraw and want to leave for home. I hope everything would turn out smoothly, that we won't fight. I hope I don't have to be the one starting the conversation most of the time. I hope you'll enjoy spending your Monday with me without feeling it's a waste of time. I hope we would have fun. I hope I can take down my mask when I'm with you. I hope I can stop worrying and thinking so much on Monday. I hope I don't screw up.
I guess, all I'm saying is, "Please don't give me a reason to make me cry."
Maybe I should stop hoping. Lest I get my hopes too high. Well, I hope I don't end up becoming a screw up that day. Oh well. I should stop worrying ahead of time. Stay at right here, right now and be happy.
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