This may be naive of me,
but I’ve got to ask:
Is love not enough?
Is it not enough to reach happiness?
And if not,
why can love not be enough for us?
What’s the point of everything,
if love is not enough to make us happy?
Why do I feel so silly asking this?
Why am I even asking?!
These questions scare me deeply,
but I’ve got to ask.
This may be naive of me.