Where Are You When I Need you?

I miss the woman I never met.
I miss the woman I'll meet some
time from now.
Why is it the one for me,
is always somewhere else?
Why is it the one for me,
is always fucking someone else?
The ties that bind us are fragile
and foolish.
They are allegiances that we
can never keep,
but it keeps us from being alone.
It's hard to get over something
that never really happened.
It's hard to get over someone
we never really knew.