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 poemscoincidence or not…even though it has been so long since i trusted you,maybe it was never meyou came in heavy not loud, just... certainI wouldI would grind my bones to dust just to light a fire