The party's thinning out for the late crowd

Sometimes I wish he was still here to write me,
I wish he was still here to tell me that he loves me and there's nothing to worry about.
To ease me when I'm stressing,
and to guide me through it when I'm lost.

But then I realize how much stronger I am without him,
and how I can tell myself those pretty little words to make it through the day.
I never needed him,
I was just too use to finding the easy way out...