Un (already) Finished

You are almost there, and about to have it when reality shows up. 

"The end" is the only page you know, and the lack of “something” gives you a full unwritten book. 

How real are the feelings of an almost lover?

How can you forget what never happened and erase the unmade memories?

I guess that's when you find yourself in half, wondering when  did madness became your sanity. 

And by almost touching the unreachable, you turn the just about into a possible never.