I think the saddest word in the english language is

Almost.

We have so many words for sadness

Blue

Melancholy

Sorrowful

somber

Bitter

Weeping

Sorry

Dejected

heartbroken

Broken.

You can count them like stars until you fall asleep,

But almost is

Unfinished

Not quite

Just about

Anything.

Almost is what could have been.

What almost happened.

So close, and yet so far.

Almost is

a missed throw

Burnt toast

A flat note

Bottled tears

a candle blown out before you could pick up any more matches.

She almost lived her dream.

He almost didn’t break the lamp.

They almost had fun today.

He almost missed the train that crashed.

She almost got to the hospital in time.

I almost loved you.

When glass shatters

When you beat a curse

A house falling down

A heart that hurts

A soul that's dying

A mind so trapped

People lying

Roads that crack

So many meanings

Being abused

People cheating

Being used

A smile that won't open

The things that we hide

Feelings and emotions

Yes BROKEN is how we can feel inside

Written by Michele Del Russi

We all love love

Or so we say

But what is love, anyway?

I love my dog

You love your cat

What does your girlfriend think of that?

You love her when she’s in your arms

You love her body and her charms

But then you love your mum and dad

A different love, unless you’re bad.

You love your brother, sister, friend

In different ways, let’s not pretend.

Perhaps the deepest natural love

Your children who you love above

The rest, it’s true

And they have such pure love for you.

But I love singing happy songs

And drinking beer and righting wrongs

I love to play on my guitar

I love my home, I love my car

So many kinds of love it seems

Who really knows what this word means?

But as I say, some lines above

It’s true to say

We all love love.

Stranieri. The Italian word for foreigners. Strangers, it sounds like. To be strange. Out of place, though not with the same implication as the English word for stranger. To be a stranger in English is to be frightening, to be avoided, to be unwelcomed, to not be trusted. To be referred to as not from here. Why does it seem so bad? To be not from here? Stranieri, they are neutral. They are travelers, they go to the university ”Università per Stranieri” in Perugia, Italy. They are welcome. To be strange I think is to be interesting. It is a curious word- stranger- and should signify a curious person. A bad stranger, well that should be another word all together. Words, the perspective of them, what a delightful thing to consider.

Mine is a shotgun

Waiting...slow...

Only a couple barrels of ammo

Packed with the birdshot

Of a thousand pecks and jabs

Holding it in

Until finally the trigger pulls

and BAM!

@#!$ you

Yours is a submachine

Constant, steady

An endless supply of small frustrations

Spitting out anger

Into anything that crosses your path

Never ceasing

Until finally the clip empties

and click

<reloads>

I couldn't love an unarmed person

Your temper keeps it fair

Makes us stronger

Because expectations make us angry

And so long as I expect

And you expect

More

Then all we have to do my love

is learn to

aim.

As though it were written on my forehead,

my mother measures me in the weight of it

it is in my bones, whittled away by bad blood

and chipped by my choices.

As though it were my name,

inadvertently, my mother whispers this new name

to me as she bids me good night,

Another year without a degree?

When are you graduating again?

What is your major again?

What can you do with English again?

Inadequate,

mediocre,

immeasurable,

all are the same

I am not enough.

The

It is the most used word in English.

No one realizes they're using it.

Till now, anyway.

I'm conscious of it

You're conscious of it

And I haven't even used it since the intro.

Well, there goes that streak. Defying the use of the most common word the.

Dang. I had to use it twice just for explanation.

Imaging trying to use word the throughout any of sentences you decide you want to write.

Don't worry, this word is so common your awareness will dim of its use by the end of the hour. But maybe the end of the hour will stay on your mind...

Writing that I was so busy coming up with a time limit I forgot I was talking about the topic the.

This is, perhaps, the most underappreciated word in the English language.

Then again, there's methinks, which is in the Merriam-Webster Dictionary. Like gullible. I assure you, that's no trick.

But I must admit, I was going to put the the word count at the bottom for any readers, but I figure someone out there already kept track. Please, do let me know. I haven't counted as I am relying on your response. It'll be the response of the ages, methinks.

Taken, cut from their plant, packaged and shipped to retailers. Opened by careful hands— careful not to break the stems. Cleaned and trimmed, considered, and placed. For sale!

Chosen by eyes behind which lies a a self satisfied pleasure, even glee! The thought of a loved one’s reaction— joy over flowers! Or, deep, deep grief. Thoughts and stress from the effort of funeral planning; determination to do well in memory of a loved one. Or, guilt. Heartbreak at the heartbreak of a loved one caused by self. An apology is being bought in a bouquet for $19.99.

Wrapped tight in paper and sold. Taken... Received. How, I cannot tell… I’m just the careful girl behind the counter, cutting stems, cleaning, placing, selling, and always following the flowers home in my imagination.

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