Almost
If there were a word to describe us
I'd say almost
We were perfect for each other
But too afraid of what we'd ruin for one another
900 miles and seven years
It kept us apart
But it didn't stop the tears
Begging for closure
Begging for an end
Why you were satisfied with almost
I'll never comprehend
Yet it was better than nothing
There's not a thing I wouldn't do
I'd give anything
Just to have an almost with you
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