When Enough is Enough.

Living dichotomy, short of lobotomy, two in one is not always more fun-
Studying psychology, I'll leave an anthology, under the same sun, life's just begun.

And I don't know how he does it, how he manages to be just exactly what I need-
I asked for some space, I asked for the place, and he came to meet me just short of God speed..





And I wish it weren't this way with him right now. He is like a prism; the mutli-facets almost even line up with mine...

And if I were to stay here, I'd almost more certainly be leaving him behind. 


But I accept it, and honor it. My love.




I am scared to go. On with him, and out of the country... But I am happy. He makes me happy. And right about now... That's just exactly enough.