So, before I met my wife, I knew love twice. I experienced its highest highs and lowest lows... I'd been dumped once before I experienced my first love and yeah it smarted. But I don't think I actually was in love with the first girl that dumped me... Howver the 2nd girl-- much like the Cat Stevens song says "the first cut is the deepest." So, back in 1998, in the throes of a broken heart that literally kept me out of the dating pool for close to a year-- in that year, I didn't really try, I didn't really care... and I wrote this poem:
Love is all you need, Who needs it?
Eternal love? It's pure bullshit
Opportunity knocking at my door?
Too bad, I don't live here any more
Maybe love is blind
Maybe it's just lost its mind
The world is at my fingertips?
On my ass it can place its lips
Loyalty is what I gave to you
Through my back you ran me through
On the day you let me loose
My love was dead, you tied the noose
Now as I let my life go on
My soul feels empty, all feelings gone
You say that maybe love's still there
Nope, Love is dead, but I don't care