It’s hard when life is a struggle. It’s harder when it’s a struggle for someone you love and you cannot help them. I’m not being vague for a “hey, what’s up?” I just can’t go into too much for privacy’s sake.
Interestingly this just came around on the jukebox:
‘Cause tables are meant for turnin’
And people are bound to change
And bridges are meant for burnin’
When the people and mem’ries they join aren’t the same