I think this song explains perfectly what it is like to lose a loved one to Alzheimers. My mother has a disease very similar to alzheimers and this song explains exactly how it feels.
"You ask me where I'd go tonight
I'd go back to today last year
We knew how to make each other happy
and there was hope of everything"
Before you knew that they were sick.
"Now I miss you. Now I want you.
But I can't have you, even when you're here."
Because they're not here anymore. It's just a person that looks exactly like them. And that just makes you want them to be there all the more.
"I suppose I have to take you with me,
broken mind, I'd rather leave you here
So forget everything you've seen and known
erase every idea"
You want to leave them so that you don't have to watch them forget who you are. Forget who THEY are. But you can't because you're afraid they'll forget you faster if you aren't there to see them enough. And then they forget anyway.
"If you walk up in the street
And you hold my hand and smile
Well I won't be taken in
'cause I know how it turns out"
The little glimpses you catch of them every so often are almost as painful as they are precious.
"Now I miss you. Now I want you.
You're not coming back. Now I need you.
But I can't have you, even when you're here"
You know they're never going to get better. They're still here but they aren't.
I think this song explains perfectly what it is like to lose a loved one to Alzheimers. My mother has a disease very similar to alzheimers and this song explains exactly how it feels.
"You ask me where I'd go tonight I'd go back to today last year We knew how to make each other happy and there was hope of everything"
Before you knew that they were sick.
"Now I miss you. Now I want you. But I can't have you, even when you're here."
Because they're not here anymore. It's just a person that looks exactly like them. And that just makes you want them to be there all the more.
"I suppose I have to take you with me, broken mind, I'd rather leave you here So forget everything you've seen and known erase every idea"
You want to leave them so that you don't have to watch them forget who you are. Forget who THEY are. But you can't because you're afraid they'll forget you faster if you aren't there to see them enough. And then they forget anyway.
"If you walk up in the street And you hold my hand and smile Well I won't be taken in 'cause I know how it turns out"
The little glimpses you catch of them every so often are almost as painful as they are precious.
"Now I miss you. Now I want you. You're not coming back. Now I need you. But I can't have you, even when you're here"
You know they're never going to get better. They're still here but they aren't.