I don’t think love is enough.
That’s probably why we say things like “IF love were enough…”
Because… if love WERE enough,
I think it would’ve mattered at the end.
Reality would’ve reflected every single glass of pinot noir I downed.
If love were enough,
I wouldn’t have to live off of borrowed time…
Wouldn’t have to hang unto words they’ve said.
If love were enough
Then I wouldn’t be here talking about ifs.
To be loved by you is some kind of wonderful.
And even if it’s not enough to last a lifetime.
It’s enough for now.