Almost Lover. Almost boyfriend. Almost first kiss. Almost first everything.
A glimpse into everything I wanted. A glimpse into normalcy.
A taste of \"Oh My God - Amazing!\"
That taste went from sweet as candy, to sour, to bitter.
Such naïveté, such innocence.
Believing with all my heart that you would be my first. And you were......
But not the way I wanted you to be.
First disappointment. First heartbreak. First thief.
You stole from me. Things I want back and, most likely, never to see again.
You stole my naïeveness. My innocence. My belief.
My trust.
I never understood why. I never will.
But you will still be that almost for me.
No matter how much I resent you for what you took.
No matter how much I still want you to come back.
But, they should have told me......
How MUCH almost could hurt.