I'm Done

I'm done. There are things I shouldn't have said. Things you shouldn't have said. This is all getting too crazy too fast But I don't want to lose you. External pressures Pushing in on us. Age. Relatives. Circumstances. Friends. Irrelevant information. Irrationality. How can things so small Hurt us both? Hurt us at all? I can't give up I won't give up, But how do I hold on, When there's nothing to hold?