I watch and read and listen.
I crave the experiences of others
To feel normal or ignorant I am not yet aware.
To feel accompanied in my grief, or denying it all the same

I view the twinkling smiles of a newly engaged couple
My hearts roars with envy at the sight of something I will never obtain
A simple blessing I will not be graced with
For brief moments, the encounter fills my soul with an almost
And I picture me and you
Reality pales me
Quickly and cold, the almost is swallowed by never

A puppy bounds into the arms of a boy and a girl
Wholesome and warm, I think of me and you
It’s not instantly my heart cries
But then it does, painfully reminding me
Longingly wishing for a day that will never come
But almost

I watch and read and listen.
Reminders of a lifetime my fingertips almost touched.