I was pushing down walls,
and pulling shattered glass off
my car.
I drove down a dark road with
no color in the air.
All trees were bare with no leaves
and all bushes were black and dead.
I was so scared there would be no hope
and then I saw you sitting next to me.
There was a bench I had been on to sit
two days before and you joined me.
I didn’t know you,
and I didn’t know you liked me
until you asked,
I froze,
I went back and forth from yes,
to no,
to yes,
to the date,
then I fell in love with you.
You promised,
then changed your mind.
I persisted,
I gave too much,
I got kicked out of your
circle.
Mine will always be open if you
ever decide to come back.
I’m not waiting,
I am just not mad at you.
I never was after I met you.
You were the beautiful thing
that happened when everything and everyone
else turned into something ugly.
Never my love,
but you were
my almost.
Though you are gone along with
them,
I’ll call you my almost,
and I’ll never forget how nervous
you made me.
All those nerves were worth the
lessons.