Analysis of Lost

You don't understand,
 I actually was about to lose myself before I found you,
 I remember that dark and lonely night,
 I sat on my bed and said "never again",
 sat there blankly looking at a tear-filled piece of paper with a pen
 but look, here I am, more alive than I've ever been,
 smiling, laughing, talking, loving,
 better than the person that night that felt like he had nothing...