Between Almost and Always

I almost forgot about you, about us. Almost, because you still haunt my nights. Sometimes with a quarrel, other times with a moment so precious it lingers. I wake up, disoriented, lost in time and space.

Almost forgotten, forever remembered.

I almost forgot that radiant smile. But how can one erase such beauty? Keep smiling, it’s infectious.

I almost stopped hearing your laughter. Yet, on certain days, it’s the only thing that makes me smile. I close my eyes and see you there, and I pray for your happiness, even if it’s not with me.

I almost erased the memory of your first touch, the touch that altered my world. Your impossibly soft hand… why did you do that? You asked when I started liking you. It was at that very moment. You flipped a switch, and suddenly, you were the only person I could envision beside me.

I almost feel better sleeping alone. But then I find solace only in background music, a voice, something. It’s crazy, but sometimes I even miss your snoring. There’s no other explanation.

I am almost healed. I’m back on my feet. Now, I hope for you to heal too… and then you will be almost perfect.

Disclaimer:

The stories are seasoned with a lot of drama, and the characters are fictional because the drama starts when logic ends. ☺