Almost Love

We met in the pause between seasons and sound,
Not quite a beginning, not meant to be found.
Your hand brushed mine like a half-drawn breath,
A promise unfinished, a silence that wept.

Our eyes kind of locked in,
Then I felt the warmth,
Our hand stayed entwined, but you seemed so cold,
Suddenly we both let it go,
But I tried to find you while you brushed it off.

I watched you drift like smoke through a dream,
Close enough to touch, but never quite seen.
You laughed like a stranger I almost once knew,
And I smiled like someone who never loved you.

I might just hide it,
I might pretend,
But deep down we both know, we’re much more than friends,
We both can feel it, but you won’t admit,
That’s why we’re strangers when anyone’s near.

So I trace the outlines of what we won’t say,
Like footprints erased at the edge of the bay.
If timing’s a villain, then silence’s a thief-
It stole all our chances, and left only grief.

Funny how I’m still hoping,
Thinking you’re not really gone,
But in the confusion, admiration-
You’ll live forever in my words.

Reviews

[Cer]

I can't begin to tell you how much i LOVE this, maybe cuz I've been feeling like this lately. But the way you captured it into your poem, I could never. The feelings, the pain, the love and the realness in this poem is beautiful and i loved it and i felt it. Kudos!

[Lena]

Thank you so much!!
Also I’m sorry you relate to it 💔