Comments on: Almost

By: Reasons « The Audacity of Moi

Reasons « The Audacity of Moi — Sun, 04 Oct 2009 07:23:14 +0000

[...] I don’t cringe or wince anymore just thinking how it all went down the drain. Like what Hope has written, all that’s left is the sweet, sweet sadness of almost. How I almost got him. [...]

By: Jorja

Jorja — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 10:50:33 +0000

I am glad I found your website. I am in the process of healing too. Just today, I deleted pictured and dumped his stuff in the ex-boyfriends box. It’ll be a month in 4 days. I hope we’ll both be better by then :)

By: bollybutton

bollybutton — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 20:54:34 +0000

When standing on the brink, my strategy was to distract Mr Zeus, push him into the brink and follow. I wanted that man and I went after him like a heat-seeking missile. I’ve never worked that hard or with so much determination for anything else in my life!

By: Passionista

Passionista — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 13:06:19 +0000

4 weeks, that’s amazing. Like your title though, hope dies last. I recently had a relationship end (now we’re back togehter) but I clearly remember during that time the only thing that made me feel normal and ok was the hope that we would get back together. It’s those feelings that are hardest to overcome and push aside. Great post.

By: Rachel

Rachel — Mon, 14 Sep 2009 13:06:31 +0000

The last line is my favorite.

Also, I couldn’t help thinking of the Bowling for Soup song “Almost” which is, I think, a perfectly silly sounding song on the concept of unrequited almosts.

By: 06mickey

06mickey — Mon, 14 Sep 2009 09:06:47 +0000

that was beautiful, as much as it is sad. you just want to keep on reading…

“But when the pain eases, when the stabbing, numbing ache of loss fades, all that is left is a sweet, sweet sadness. It is that sadness of almost. I almost got him. He almost got me. We almost got it right. At the core of sadness is resigned anger; no matter how much we want, how hard we try, how much we yearn nothing in the past is in our control.”

That was my favorite part

By: A Lil' Irish Lass

A Lil' Irish Lass — Mon, 14 Sep 2009 03:47:42 +0000

“We stood at the edge, we even held hands, we looked down into the unknown, and instead of closing our eyes and taking that giant leap forward together, we stood on that edge–eyes wide open–and we argued. ‘Should we should jump on three or should we jump after three?’ And because we took too long, because we could not make a decision, because we were both too cowardly to jump without wings, our hands fell to each of our frozen sides and we walked away.”

Amazing writing. I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve borrowed this (with the requisite quotation marks) as a “favorite quote.” It so perfectly encapsulates much of what I’m feeling right now.

You have an uncanny ability to do that with your words, Hope.