love triangle

there once was a girl,
from whom i had learned
that love was soft.

then there was a boy,
that made me realize
i also wanted - let’s say - confidence.

and then, today, there’s both of them.
but wait, i woke up to a dream
and here’s my own love triangle:
he‘s caring, soft, and funny
he’s present, loving, and right.

i was so out of place
because i dreamed he was taken
and now i‘m out of place
because i never thought this would happen.
i want to spend my time with him,
and only him,
because love is soft.
because i miss him.

love is laying on the sofa
watching tv together
and i‘d put my head on your shoulder
and when you‘d laugh,
it would bounce right off.
you‘d make me happy.
because now, i miss you.

is this desperation?
is this love deprivation?
or are those feelings actually
something i feel - something i want?
i don’t care right now
because i miss you