Whoever said one was the lonliest number must not have thought it through
Because one is the number I think of when I think of you.
The one I took a chance on
The one who I gave my all
The one who gave me all of them and still continues to
The one who accepts me
The one I love
So how could one be so bad with so many beautiful things attached to it
My truth is two is the number I somewhat despise it's a time when it was "you" and "I"
But one...
One represents the "us" we've become.
Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
Whoever said one was the lonliest number must not have thought it through
Because one is the number I think of when I think of you.
The one I took a chance on
The one who I gave my all
The one who gave me all of them and still continues to
The one who accepts me
The one I love
So how could one be so bad with so many beautiful things attached to it
My truth is two is the number I somewhat despise it's a time when it was "you" and "I"
But one...
One represents the "us" we've become.
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