i need you-
i don’t understand why that is so hard to admit,
i am someone who won’t ask for help
even when everything is flooded and i’ve lost an oar
and when no one else is coming or can even see the water
you; but with you, you i need around,
the feel of your hands on mine
leaves a chill down my spine
the soft voice echoing, saying everything will be alright
lips on my ear, everything will be alright
you are the other oar when i am drowning
when the day is beautiful;
and the day is ours to enjoy
and i am never drowning
Saint's Muse 