Brandy said almost doesn’t count 

But I didn’t listen 

I took my almost love 

And attempted to run the distance 

Almost crossed the finish line for year 5 

But right before, I started tripping 

Fell on my face near the end of the race 

But, sis I barely missed it  

So why doesn’t it count 

If love is less about precision 

And more about kindness, adding peace,  

and good intention?  

 

 

I guess because this is the list  

Of all the things that were missing 

The only thing that quote/unquote “love” gave me  

Was newly needed prescriptions 

Frequent headaches, panic attacks,  

And good old depression 

 

And every time they built me up 

They only let me down 

If I could go back in time 

I’d sing those lyrics extra loud 

Because I knew 

That’s not where I was meant to lay my crown 

But Almost had me in a chokehold  

Convinced things would turn around 

 

But they never actually did  

Instead they took a turn for the worse 

Rocked my world in ways 

That I hadn't previously rehearsed 

When it came to dodging fuckery 

I considered myself well versed 

But I didn’t see this one coming 

And hate to admit how much it hurt 

When it comes to real heartbreak 

I guess you can say that was my first 

But I’ve come a long way 

And I refuse to revert 

 

My new mindset has me thinking 

That I’m finally free 

Cuz what I felt was missing  

I really had it in me 

So you can’t convince me 

That I should stick around 

I almost believed I could once 

But thankfully,  

Almost doesn’t count