Was it coincidence
That they never stopped loving
Across several days
Months
And years
Was it fated
That on the same day
And on the same hour
They chose
And walked
Towards that same corner
Was it destiny
That after all these years
Eventually
Finally
They met again
YOU ARE READING
Us And Other Almosts
Poesia"We were a story half-finished, hanging by fragile threads of what-ifs, told through the poetry and tragedy of almosts."
