It's been said that one doesn't know the value of something until they lose it,

But I knew your worth even before I lost you.

I didn't need to lose you to learn how valuable you were.

Or maybe I did...

Maybe I had to suffer not seeing you for months to understand that you were my mirror to the world, and you made everything brighter.

Maybe I had to lose communicating with you to realize that you were the reason my existence made sense.

That it was you who made my wins feel like wins, and you were my biggest win of all.

Maybe I had to be shut out to become conscious of the changes on the lock.

I say to myself "you can't lose what you never had"

But it is only a silly attempt at consolation.

I had the ball and I fumbled.

I had the chance and I missed it.

Apologies are not valid at this point,

"I'm sorry" a little too over used,

so it's not valued at this point.

You are the only remedy.

You are the missing piece in this puzzle of misery I'm trapped in.

Although I may never find you again,

I didn't need to lose you to learn your value

I knew your value even before I lost you.