Almosts

By HadassahDare

Years of knowing you, talking with you
Shared secrets, shared encounters
Secret secrets, unknown to most.
Brief moments of lust, love and in between
long moments of silence.
All the almosts between us
like a wet blanket, a burden that can't be lifted.
An almost life, an almost love
time keeps on slipping, stealing away...
and one day, no more almosts.

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Published on Tuesday, September 6, 2011. Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

There's always, at least, one.

Comments on "Almosts"

On Wednesday, September 7, 2011, dwells (4177) wrote:

Perhaps a common thread that might lead to more developement? Just a suggestion because these short pieces, although very intriguing, leave me wanting more. But, nice enough as is, since you are the travel guide - thanks.
On Wednesday, September 7, 2011, HadassahDare (21) wrote:

I see what you are saying. It's something to think about. Thank you for that.
On Tuesday, September 6, 2011, dwells (4177) wrote:

As they say, close ("almosts" actually in this instance) only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. Seems like you could have strung some of these recent postings together into a comprehensive whole perhaps?
On Wednesday, September 7, 2011, HadassahDare (21) wrote:

They are all separate pieces written years apart. Why would I do that?