Some people just aren't meant to be together. Yet try to tell them that and both will join in chorus to rail against your attempt. Yet when they are apart they cannot seem to function without each other. Such is the mystery of love. I am old enough to remember the life,times and sufferings of Tammy Wynette and her ill-fated marriage to George Jones. I used her music because unlike most she sung of her own miseries and litteraly cried her music out. In a later 20/20 interview with George I remember how he still choked on her name and held his love for her long after she was gone. I imagine for him that is a tragedy with great remorse and sorrow.
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"He stopped loving her today", that's what this brings to mind for me, one of the saddest country songs ever sung, and I think he sang it with her in mind. It's funny how sometimes we most want and crave that which is worst for us and our state of mental health. That which causes us to feel the most, be it good or bad, is often most memorable in our lives and hearts.
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"He stopped loving her today", that's what this brings to mind for me, one of the saddest country songs ever sung, and I think he sang it with her in mind. It's funny how sometimes we most want and crave that which is worst for us and our state of mental health. That which causes us to feel the most, be it good or bad, is often most memorable in our lives and hearts.
You are correct about He stopped loving her today he was talking about her Thank you I like your pic.. read moreYou are correct about He stopped loving her today he was talking about her Thank you I like your picture now very vibrant
btw..your videos are not working...I've noticed this on some of your stuff.
And...not that my opinion matters.....I think I would stick with the black font...the pic is so beautiful with your words...the red feels like a distraction?
Was this really love or just one more pretender?
Love concurs all, see's all, knows all, heals all.
This soft lament of how our perceptions of love can feel is a tender and honest reflection of pain.
Well done again Tate!
Posted 4 Months Ago
4 Months Ago
Hi Dave I am glad you liked it Yes love more than just lust and it takes us places we cant get alone
Very well done, this poem lives on in the love it has left behind to linger on the wind.
Posted 4 Months Ago
4 Months Ago
You and I are old enough to remember Tammy Wynette and George Jones. Alcohol sure made a Hell of the.. read moreYou and I are old enough to remember Tammy Wynette and George Jones. Alcohol sure made a Hell of their Heaven