Almost, a word with so much meaning,
Oxford describes is as,
not quite; very nearly.
It might not mean much, depending  on how you say it.
I’m almost there! 5 more minutes!
I’m almost done with my work,  
But it can also be
I almost passed
They almost won
They almost survived
We were almost lovers.

One word can change everything, a yes, a no, a I love, a I hate.
Words are the strongest thing, yet we throw them around as if they are a feather and we are the wind.

I’m not a princess, I don’t need a knight in shining armor to save me from a dragon or wake me up with a so called true loves kiss. I’m not a damsel is distress looking for some man to save me.  you may be wondering “if I’m not a princess then what am I” well there’s one word to describe me and that is a queen.

To many a penny doesn’t hold much value, they simply look at it and  think that it’s worthless
“It’s just a penny” many say,  
But to some it’s not
you see a penny could mean  a hot coffee on a chilly night
A bus ride home
Somewhere to stay for the night
Or some new clothes
You see to someone who has everything  a penny might not have a lot of value, but just because it’s worthless to you doesn’t make it worthless  to someone else
I would rather have a penny than an empty pocket

I wonder and hallucinate
I am not content with the unknown
I dwell on the past even if it brings me great sorrow
But it also brings me some satisfaction,
“Why”?
Well I’ve already seen the past, it is no longer in the hands of someone else
My greatest  fear is the unknown, and I know I’m not alone

I wonder and hallucinate
I am not content with the unknown
I tend to dwell on the past even if it brings me great sorrow
But it also in some way gives me satisfaction for the past is the past and it is not a secret
The unknown truly is my greatest fear as well as others.

Dear J, TT
You were my ocean
You were lovely, mysterious, but also dangerous,
you hurt many, but not me.  
instead of sinking I floated, you holding me up.
Sometimes I wonder where would we be now?
I know you hurt many and that’s why I had to let you go.
God brings people into our lives for many reasons,
Where you the right person at the wrong time?
or where you just a lesson?
I feel so confused, did you actually care for me or was I just another game?
I knew you where bad even for me, but my stupid self just couldn’t stay away,
I knew you had a past as does everyone else, yours worse that others.
But still why does some part of me wonder about you?
I don’t know my feelings for you are they good, bad?
Those couple of months I started feeling beautiful and loved. I thought it was because my life was getting better, but now that I think about it, was it you?
I know I shouldn’t  feel this way for you,
You where no good but I can’t help it.
I will never know the answers to these questions for they are to be hidden and locked up where no prying eyes will see, o how I wished this was just a dream.
Love,
Ydiye