As funny as this may seem, when I was a very young, my love played the blues. One day I finally told him how sad it made me to hear him say all those nasty, low down things about me. I was serious! It actually made me cry to think I made him so miserable.

Of course it only made him love me more and assured me that I was sweeter than honey. I think back on those days and wonder how I could have been so innocent and so naive. A real woman-child. Thanks for reminding me of the 'good old days'.