14-02-2025
Friday
I almost said –
I was enough without you,
but this is not true.
I almost healed –
my that, the sharpest pain,
it’s too much wild.
You were the dream –
I almost held your love,
but too late to begin.
You almost chose me –
and still walking away far me,
so, I almost let you.
You almost stayed –
we almost became something,
but, time blinked,
and you were gone.
(“I Almost Killed Myself For Your Selfish Love.” – Diarypoem24)