Almost Meant to Be

We met beneath the falling snow. Hearts wide open, moving slow. Every word felt like a song. Like we had been right all along. You smiled like I was your home. Some stories aren't fully grown. You said maybe someday quietly. But maybe's not a guarantee. We were close, so painfully. Like a dream we couldn't keep. Right time, wrong reality. We were almost meant to be. Felt the spark, Felt the flame, but life just never Played it clean. Now your name still comforts me. We were almost meant to be. Now I walk those streets alone. Our laughter fading in the stone. The air like A melody. Soft and sweet, but incomplete. We were close, so painfully. Like a dream we couldn't keep. Right time, wrong reality. We were almost meant to be. Felt the spark, Felt the flame, but life just never Played it clean. Now your name still comforts me. We were almost meant to be. Some love stories don't need an end. They live in silence just around the bend. I carry us in every scene. In all the could've beens unseen. And if you ever think of me, Just know we were almost Meant to be.