Almost

She keeps on whispering every time
She was the one who was almost mine
She was the one who was almost my world
She was the one who was almost my girl
It was almost, but never enough

She was always, almost my poetry
It was almost like romance, like love
Almost making memories, making love
“Can I call you, make you mine?”
It was almost, but never enough

It hurted so much because we almost dated
We almost fallen in love but we didn’t
All we are now is an almost
An almost that never came to be

What hurts the most, the hardest part
Is not knowing why
All we are now is an almost
An almost that I can’t mourn

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Reasons

The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.

– Blaise Pascal

Sunrise

Every sunrise counts
For he who wonders
If he’ll be there to see
The next one, the next day

And that very time came
When sunrises are already counted for him
He who sinned against all his enemies
He who regretted every decision he has missed taking
And he who loved her until the very end
With the idea of him not being loved back

And that very time came
When he already took his last breath
That time consisted only of three words —
Regret. Hatred. Fate.
For he regretted not doing all the things he should’ve done
For he was hated until the day he passed away
For he accepted the fate of a helpless man like him
Until his last breath

via 6:39AM

Quitting

Once you learn to quit, it becomes a habit.

– Vince Lombardi

Sunset

As the sun slowly sank beneath the horizon
Such a beautiful ending I’ve ever known
And as the end of the day draws near
My heart can’t still shed even a single tear

Oh, I know I’m still afraid and tired
Waiting for someone I once admired
Neither do I know when nor do I know how
To stop me from clinging on your vow

Please help me move on with my life without you
And I will bury every single memory of us, too
Oh, I wish my heart reaches its own sunset
When will that happen, I do not know yet

via A Sky’s Crown

Apply yourself both now and in the next life. Without effort, you cannot be prosperous. Though the land be good, you cannot have an abundant crop without cultivation.

– Plato

Next Chapter

You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last one.

– Michael  McMillan