Then he said,

"One person in the village still loves you."

And it was that simple.
I'm an outcast.
I can't go back.
I can't make them love me,
Love who I've become.
I don't want to make them do anything.
And I don't necessarily even want their acceptance at all,
Whether forced or unforced.
But one person loves me.

And tonight. . .
Tonight, one just might be enough.