We can’t go back and change the past. But my series of “almosts” with Finn Hughes still nags at my consciousness like a hangnail—it’s not going to kill me, but I can’t quite forget about it either. Maybe what I want from Finn is closure—to understand why things never worked out between us, even when there were times when it seemed like we were on the same page. When the spark between us was undeniable. But do I really want to know? No matter the missing details, it ultimately comes down to this: he just didn’t care about me the same way I cared about him.
The "almosts" really are silent killers. They give you serious delusions while causing the worst type of emotional turmoil.
