- You, honey, can’t stop my departure. I am to leave & there’s no stopping me… I need to be Free….
- Aren’t you free here?
- Freedom, honey, is not the right to choose it id the concept of non-choosing that defines freedom… & here, being close to you, I would never be free… I’m always expected to make choices. You, my lord, are my cage. You prison me in this glass & gold prison of your love.
With you, I have the world at my feet, & you have me. Now, it’s time to trade off… you have the world & I have ME!