We met
By accident, it seems,
A couple of shared laughs
Dances
And favorite bands
Over mediocre food
And far more mediocre
Wine
Two puzzle pieces
So close to aligning
if the edges
Were a little more refined—
I can’t help but think
In another life
Our hearts would have fit
Kindly
Perhaps better timing
Could have sharpened
Our corners
I fell instantly,
Charmed and
Delighted
To see the way
You lit up a room
or the way your smile could comfort
A crowd
Without the need
For empty conversation
or false regards
Too often the
Almosts
fail to turn into
Somethings
and the spark of potential
blows out
by the discretion
of some
unfair storm
Almost perfect,
Almost together,
Almost a match,
But not quite.
Almost complete,
Almost good,
Almost a success,
But not quite.
The maybes
are a clash
of
tragedy and fortune
Like a taste of something
Special and sweet
Only to have it
Vanish
The next day
But, strangely,
I keep finding
I don’t regret
The in-between—
Or moments
Where I learned
How it can feel
to not walk
alone
They say you
Learn a lot
About someone
By how they leave
You
And
You left me
Better than before
I met you
when I was
Broken
Unsure and scared
And though
We were an almost,
you were my favorite
Because when we hugged
Goodbye
You left me
Whole.
I can blame the stars, the day, or other
People
But that won't change our separateness
or the way
my stomach feels
when I hear your
Name
But I am okay.
Though most things are fleeting,
As was our time,
You
Taught me
What it means
To feel safe
You
Taught me
What it means
To feel I'm enough
So
Thank You.
