What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you? I'm falling to pieces...I'm still alive, but I'm barely breathing. Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in. I got time, while he got freedom...when a heart breaks, no it don't break even.
Ah, words can't describe the pain sometimes, but we have to believe in more, something bigger more meaning than just one person. We need to remember God is always there, always listening, put him first and he will always take care of you.