She asked "is it you?" I knew it was me So even though we could never agree Ever between us two who meaning we Would know who it was because finally Somehow here we are me myself and I Do not as two now but am three thereby A trinity of lonely victims of The duality of an only love One and one whether together as two Or not who forgot what we never knew When only was even lonelier than We were alone then before it began Somehow here we are me myself and I Do not as two now but am three thereby Though through the tears so the laughter appears After the lonely in the only years +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIV