Missing (you?)

I had a good title for this, but forgot. And not in the right state of mind right now for a better one.

I'm reaching for the wrong person
Like a limb known, and lost
Where is my mind?
Between cracks, and in fields, and inside out
And right now, that's ok.

Author's Note

Lying in bed with my polyamorous ex-girlfriend.
Friends now.
Intimate, but not carnally.
Both crying.