The miss-happenings.

I met you, but you say that was not you.

I imagined conversations with you, that never came true.

I wrote you something, that i will never show.

I got you a present, too.

I took us pictures, that were never photographed.

We smiled. We laughed. 

We danced to music, that can not be heard.

We flied. But that's not true. We are not birds.

We cried to speeches, that were not told. 

We bought us an island, that was never sold. 

And then, we ran to someplace that does not exist.