No one knows what kind of people they will meet in what kind of place.
With good luck, I happened to meet the right person neither a step early nor a step late on the timeless grassland, and said with a playful smile:
"Yo, you're here too."
Unlucky, you were one step early and I was one step late. Until the end of time, you can only see the back of the other person's head.
There is even worse luck: taking a step too early, meeting the right person but then passing each other side by side, and never seeing each other again.
It would be better to have never met, than to have never owned you. I understand how good you are and it will be difficult to let go of myself even if I lose you.