I need someone to talk to, but that someone has gone,
I need someone to listen, and tell me when I’m wrong.
I need a hand to guide me, through life’s eternal maze,
I need a hand to wipe my tears, on sad and lonely days.
I need an audience for my tales, someone to laugh out loud.
I need someone who understands, I’m not good in a crowd.
I need someone to sit with, and watch the world go by
Someone with whom I’m comfortable, who offers no surprise.
I need my anchor, like a ship, drifting out at sea,
I need the life guard late at night, sent to rescue me.
I need the life I had before, the one when they were here,
The life that passed without a hitch, as long as they were near.
I need to know it happened, the way I thought it would,
I need to know I lived that life, the best way that I could.
I need to know, it all makes sense, although I’m not so sure,
I need to finally accept the fact, that they are here no more.