I miss you.

Another year
has passed me by
and you
are nowhere to be found.

I want to believe you
are out there.
Map and compass in hand,
on a ship,
stranded on an island,
wandering a city
on the other side of the country,
trying to find your way
back to me.

Because we've done this before.
In a hundred different lives,
we've found each other,
we've fallen in love,
and we've promised forever.
So someday,
you will find me
and it will feel like
remembering.

You'll know
you've never met
me but you'll be
certain you have
loved me.
I promise you that.

And if in this life
we do not meet,
please know,
I will spend
all of my days
missing you.