The Wolves Howling In My Head

1, 2, 3, 6, 6, 7

I've always loved you no matter what.

First there was one,
One girl I loved with all my heart.
We were happy.

Then there were two of you as one,
My love did not faulter and rather grew,
We were happy.

There were three as one.
A looming threat of rage.
Still, we were happy.

Then we spent some time apart.

We returned to eachother lives,
There were six as one.
Despite the complications I still loved you.

Soon that anger faded,
There were still six,
You were happier and so was I.

And then you left.

There then became seven in one.
The goal was to make fewer,
And he made you another.

I was no longer happy, and you no longer healthy.