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We were pages left unwritten. A story paused— not torn, just smitten. We touched forever like it burned, then turned away before it learned. This is for love that never bloomed— just a sigh, left perfumed.
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We were almost always Almost there A breath from forever But gasping for air We traced every maybe Like it was fate Built castles in silence But opened the gate You almost loved me And I almost stayed But we kept our promises Buried, not made This is the requiem For the almosts we were The ghosts of intention That never occurred I’ll light a candle For things unsaid For dreams unfinished And the tears we bled This is our requiem No ending, no start Just echoes of ache That live in the heart We stood in the doorway Of something divine But fear was the language You whispered as mine I gave you my silence You filled it with doubt And we wrote a love We never read out You almost saved me I almost tried But we folded the future With nothing inside This is the requiem For the almosts we were The ghosts of intention That never occurred I’ll light a candle For things unsaid For dreams unfinished And the tears we bled This is our requiem No ending, no start Just echoes of ache That live in the heart If I meet you again In a better life May we be certain Not edge toward the knife This is the requiem For the almost and lost For the price we paid Without knowing the cost No finale, no flare Just soft goodbye To the almost love That never learned why



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