Not Your Almost
Vexa Moon
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Not Your Almost
(Verse 1)
You kept me hanging in the in-between,
Half in your arms, half out of reach.
Like I was something you’d get around to,
A maybe love you never followed through.
I learned your silence louder than your words,
Every promise left me second-guessing what I heard.
(Pre-Chorus)
But I stopped waiting for the day you’d decide,
Stopped shrinking just to stay in your side-line…
(Chorus)
I’m not your almost, not your kinda,
Not your “if it works out, I might call you later” kind of love.
I’m not your backup, your in-between, your maybe someday dream—
I’m done being less than enough.
I won’t live in the space where I’m never chosen,
I won’t stay half-loved, quietly broken.
If you can’t say it loud, say it true—
I’m not your almost… I’m not yours to lose.
(Verse 2)
You liked the idea of me on your worst nights,
But never showed up when it was time to make things right.
I was your comfort, your escape, your “when I’m alone,”
But never the place you called home.
And I kept thinking maybe I could wait you out,
But love shouldn’t feel like constant doubt.
(Pre-Chorus)
So I took my heart back off the shelf,
And finally chose myself…
(Chorus)
I’m not your almost, not your kinda,
Not your “if it works out, I might call you later” kind of love.
I’m not your backup, your in-between, your maybe someday dream—
I’m done being less than enough.
I won’t live in the space where I’m never chosen,
I won’t stay half-loved, quietly broken.
If you can’t say it loud, say it true—
I’m not your almost… I’m not yours to lose.
(Bridge)
You don’t get to keep me in your maybe world,
While I disappear like an unfinished girl.
I deserve the kind of love that stays,
Not something that drifts away.
(Final Chorus)
I’m not your almost, not your kinda,
Not your almost-love-in-the-back-of-your-mind-a.
I’m not your waiting, your never quite right—
I’m done dimming down my light.
So here’s my goodbye, clean and honest,
I finally see what I always wanted:
I’m not your almost…
I’m my own promise.
(Outro)
Not your almost…
Not anymore.
