Poem: Almost

Almost.
 
The most painful word of all.
The one that cuts me open in the middle of the night.
The one that means something nearly happened
but didn’t.
 
Because of
 
Fear.
 
Almost.
Maybe the word itself doesn’t sound that alarming.
It’s just a word, after all.
But in context,
it may be the most heart-breaking word we’ll ever know.
 
The most dreadful.
The most disappointing.
The most incomplete.
 
She was almost happy.
We were almost in love.
He almost survived.
I was almost enough.

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