I never wanted to lose you.
An odd thought since you’re not a game to win.
Nor are you misplaced or perhaps you are since you belong with me but are not here right now.
You’re out of place, yet no longer feel it.
Perhaps you’re not, but were rather lost with me because you belong in someone else’s company.
Perhaps the world I dreamt for us was not one for you.
You didn’t want ideals but were concrete.
You didn’t know what you wanted.
That was concrete.
But I dared to dream because I remembered that I didn’t before I met you.