Almost“we almost had it all, didn’t we? the late-night calls, the whispered *stay*, the silent *don’t go*. but almost love is still not love. and almost forever still means never.”—— Darshan Regmimore poemsif you leavethere was a time you'd get mad over nothing a missed call, a joke that landed wrong, silence that stretched too longi knowi know there is no us i've known it long enoughwasting…am i really wasting my time, time on that one person