Tiny Stories The saddest word in the whole wide world is the word almost. He was almost in love. She was almost good for him. He almost stopped her. She almost waited. He almost lived. They almost made it.
This poem says to not give your everything to certain people. Many of them are always changing and once they do, it can hurt you. It tries to explain to not get too comfortable with some people since the ending result can leave you with a painful memory.
no one warns little girls how boys with such pretty eyes who smell like smoke, who tastes like rain, who talk like silver, are reasons behind tear soaked pillows, half finished poems and so many sad dreams - nikita gill