That Would Be Enough

Look around, look around

at how lucky we are to be alive right now.

Look around, look around.

How long have you known?

A month or so.

Eliza, you should have told me.

I wrote to the general a month ago.

No!

I begged him to send you home.

You should have told me.

I’m not sorry.

You knew you’d fight until the war was won.

War’s not done!

But you deserve a chance to meet your son!

Look around, look around

at how lucky we are to be alive right now.

Will you relish being a poor man’s wife?

Unable to provide for your life?

I relish being your wife.

Look around, look around.

Look at where you are.

Look at where you started.

The fact that you’re alive is a miracle.

Just stay alive, that would be enough.

And if this child

shares a fraction of your smile,

or a fragment of your mind to look out world,

that would be enough.

I don’t pretend to know

the challenges you’re facing,

the words you keep erasing

and creating in your mind.

But I’m not afraid.

I know who I married.

So long as you come home

at the end of the day,

that would be enough.

We don’t need a legacy.

We don’t need money,

if I could grant you a peace of mind,

if you could let me inside your heart.

Oh, let me be a part of the narrative

in the story they will write someday.

Let this moment be the first chapter

where you decided to stay.

And I could be enough,

and we could be enough,

that would be enough.