# I Need You I need you like the earth needs rain, like parched soil thirsts for water's touch— not as habit, not as chains, but as a body needs its breath. I need you like the night needs stars, like darkness hungers for their scattered light, the way a song needs silence first to make its melody ring true. I need you like the tree needs root, invisible, deep, holding fast— not seen but felt in every limb, in every leaf that turns toward sun. I need you like a question needs its answer, like the shore needs waves, like cupped hands need something precious to carry without letting spill. I need you—not to complete me, but to remind me I am whole, the way a mirror shows the face that always knew itself, yet sees.