They say that almost doesn't count,
But I hope that they are wrong...
Because, of almosts, I've had a tragic amount,
And I can't stand to think they were a waste all along.
Because you almost loved me,
The way that I loved you...
And I've almost reached a point where I can be
Okay with that not being true.
But I almost married you,
And you almost didn't break my heart;
I almost believed we'd really say "I do",
And you almost didn't decide to make a fresh start.
And you almost didn't say goodbye,
And I almost felt your kiss;
I almost didn't have to wonder why,
I almost didn't have you to miss.
So they say that almost doesn't count,
And I pray to god that they are wrong...
Because, of almosts, I've had a tragic amount,
And I can't stand to think almosts will be my swan-song.
Because I almost didn't become a part of your past,
And this was almost more than a fling...
Because we almost managed to make this last,
And that should count for something.
But maybe almost doesn't count,
And maybe they're not wrong...
Of almosts, I've had a tragic amount,
But maybe almost is where I belong.
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Poetry Collection
PoesiaOkay, guys. So - I just wanted to let you know that some of this poetry is going to include foul language. Not all, but some. Some of them are also pretty dark. Consider yourself warned! :)
