He asked me what my number was,
I said one.
He called me a liar, so he asked me again,
I said one.
He yelled and said he knew about the others
He gave me one last chance
I said one.
He asked me why I was so intent on lying
He said he loved no matter the number but he couldn't love a liar
I said there has only been one
None of the others counted
He was the only one that mattered
The only one that means anything
The only one I truly loved.
He is the one
He is my one.