❝We almost made it.
I almost called you 'mine,'
And you almost called me 'yours,'
I think we almost loved each other
But the only thing I was sure about is that
almost
wasn't good enough.❞
- Nautica Elaine Woods
A (not-so) hopeless romantic writer. A weird (not-so-much of a) stranger. A lot of (denying) feelings in between. A (continuation of the online) connection that ends on 11 / 23.