Idea of you

You said, it's not you
But an idea of you
That I desire and miss
But did you ever wonder
What it was?
The idea of you?
It was the idea
That you are something that I search
That you are my companion of today
Since you had put so many conditions and restrictions
The idea was never beyond
Just companion.
You said you are not this idea.
If you are not even this.
What are you?
Probably then,
You have no reason
to exist in my life.