I guessed I could only remain alone
if the reason I was One
was altruistic
You thought I should not be alone
because the reason
(for you)
was so simplistic

I guess it was inevitable
that you touched my soul
because you truly had the gift
as a harbinger of peace

You thought I was simply
an easy touch, a gentle mark
you didn’t have to break a sweat
Just a simple, sweet release

I guess I was naïve, but not stupid
I knew things... should I run?
Should I stay?
You thought I would be intrinsic
to your ultimate power play

I guess I could have thrown an anchor
to the nearest shore and bunkered down
You thought I’d drift inside your maelstrom
and rest only when I found higher ground

I guessed there was
7 billion 650 million
4 hundred thousand
9 hundred and 25
Stars in the sky

You thought there was
7 billion 650 million
4 hundred thousand
9 hundred and 25
Reasons
to make me cry

*But there was only 1…