how could i have been so naïve
to think i loved you
when it was not you i loved
it was the fact that someone cared
that someone at all showed me
the slightest bit of attention
and i had mistaken loneliness
with being alone
and i had mistaken your company
with love
i was so lonely
that i believed anyone
who showed me any interest
was love
for it was not you i needed
it was anyone at all