I hunt still for a home. I feel deflated today, tonight. I feel alone. One of those days I would just curl up into your arms as you let me nuzzle into you, for a cuddle and a 'Don't you worry my angel, I'll sort it all out'...
...Only you can't.
I am the 'big strong' one now, the family head. The protector of the kids and you.
Sometimes, well, often, I need you to wrap me up and make me feel better, take it all away from me for a bit, to be my companion to share the load.
Only I don't know that you ever will again.