

(hummmm) You sat next to me on the gymnasium floor,
Said you liked my jacket,
asked where I bought it from.
We talked until the other girls went home,
And for a minute I forgot I was alone.
You bumped my shoulder,
stole a fry,
Looked straight at me and caught my eye.
I thought,
"Oh God, is this how it starts?" Then you said,
"So, do you think he'd like my heart?"
Okay.
Cool.
Sure.
Great.
I'll just go stare at the ceiling and contemplate.
We were almost something,
almost a spark, Almost the light that I wanted in the dark.
Almost a story I could tell my friends,
Almost a beginning, almost a chance.
You made me feel like
I was your favorite,
Then mentioned a boy and I had to face it.
We were almost something,
at least in my head,
Almost the words that you never said.
You texted me a meme at half past two,
I sent back three,
like I always do.
You called me pretty in a joking way,
And I thought about it for the rest of the day.
You tell me I'm special,
and maybe I am,
Just not in the way that I wish that I can.
I know you're not leading me on deliberately,
But it's hard when you feel like a possibility.
I can't blame you for the hopes I made,
For the imaginary plans and the games I played.
You were just being you,
and I was just there,
Turning every little kindness into something rare.
We were almost something,
almost a spark,
Almost the light that I wanted in the dark.
Almost a story, almost a chance,
Almost the reason I'd learn how to dance.
You made me feel like
I was your favorite,
And I don't regret a single minute of it.
We were almost something,
at least in my head.
And maybe that's okay,
Even if it's not what I wanted instead.