The last word of love is ... goodbye. — Carroll Bryant
The last word of love is ... goodbye. — Carroll Bryant
The last word of love is ... goodbye. — Carroll Bryant
The last word of love is ... goodbye. — Carroll Bryant
The last word of love is ... goodbye. — Carroll Bryant
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The last word of love is ... goodbye.

— Carroll Bryant
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