I felt the absence of you when you left
A glance to share an inside joke
Shorthand to understanding with a word
Missed the easy rhythm long established
Of daily routines set by mutual interaction
It was almost love
Well it was love but not love, love
Not the kind of love you’d walk through fire for
Or the kind that would burn down all your walls
Not the get to the bottom of things love
Nor the we can work this out together if we try kind of love
It was only if it’s convenient kind of love
As long as we stay comfortably on the surface kind of love
And healing’s okay for you, you mess
But I’m just fine
Sure you’re just fine
It was almost love
Almost fine
Almost good enough for now
It was easily replaced for you
Settle in another mess
Almost love’s no longer right for me
I want the burning, yearning, growing kind of love
An intimacy beyond surface
A healing intertwined throughout a journey
A spiritual connection
A divine interaction
I’m almost there, love
I’m almost love, now
Just one more step into the infinite
Dawning light of spirit
This love is freedom
No almost in sight
