I remember back when I was a child, I made up a song called “Every Love Has An Ending”.
I can also remember hitting record and singing into my cute and colorful boom box like I was a superstar. The song was about a cheating man who broke a woman’s heart. I can’t remember how old I was, but I’m sure I was younger than thirteen.
It had a nice lil’ groove to it and the lyrics spoke well beyond my years and experience. I wonder where in the hell I got the notion from?
Were my psychic abilities kicking in? Or was it just my writing skills coming out? Either way, it would seem that, at least in my experience, that sadly every love does have an ending contrary to the Hollywood happily ever after fantasy that has been pimped to us for a lifetime.