The Weight of Almost (Why the things that never happened stay with us the longest)

Some stories never get written, but we still carry the ending in our chest.

Not everything that matters actually happens.

Sometimes the people who affect us the most ,barely touch our lives.

A glance. A message. A feeling that came out of nowhere and stayed longer than it should’ve."Almosts” are tricky like that.They live in that strange in between too real to forget, too fragile to hold onto.You don’t get closure, because there was never a clear beginning. No arguments, No goodbye, Just drift ,Just wonder.And you start filling in the blanks on your own.Imagining how things could’ve unfolded if timing was kinder.If distance wasn’t a barrier.If they’d just said what they were thinking. Or if you had.The worst part? You’ll never know if it meant something or if it just meant something to you.But still, that person lingers in the quiet moments.Not because they stayed,but because they never fully arrived.

Some people don’t leave a mark. They leave a shadow and you never forget the shape of it.