Better off how?

You once said to me, “it’s your soul that’s beautiful” Well, what
if I told you that I haven’t been able to lose a beauty contest
since I met you. That I have to make space now for impact. Because
everyone wants to know my secret. My love. My aura. To join my
flame. To claim my smile because now it’s worth its weight in Time.
The priciest factor. The most pressing factor. Unabashedly precise.
So forgive me. If I do not ask you how we could be better off
because I’ve never heard of anyone who was “better off”. Without
their “one” without their matching puzzle piece, without their sky,
without peak without middle C, A or B. Without their Me.