Thinking about what to do, options become few and few. Wondering how to say goodbye, my heart is breaking and I’m gonna cry. Holding on is keeping me back from making the choice that is right. My heart is broken and things are wrong. Keeping this up has gone on so long. How can you hold on when nothing is left. I guess love has blessed you with the ability to live through thick and thin when all that is left is a big ole mess. My love for you is still strong, and for you I’ll stay forever.