I've Got It Bad

My Week #33 Submission

Okay, so before I get started let me just say that I’ve got it bad!

Y’all, this song has set up residence in my brain. It’s worse than you think, too. It isn’t just mornings — I’ve woken up in the middle of the freaking night singing, “When your on the phone, hang up then you call right back.”

I damn near chose another song because I didn’t want to do it to you… But since this is a competition, I let it ride. Sorry, not sorry😉 if you get it bad this week!

“Tell her, I’m your man and you’re my girl. And I’m gone tell it to the whole wide world. Ladies say, I’m your girl, you’re my man. Promise to love you the best I can.”

Y’all, I’ve got it sooo bad. If you know me, you get it. It’s certainly no secret that I am completely, totally, head-over-heels in love with my Sweetheart. And if you’re a new reader, you’ll get it here pretty quick too I imagine.

I’ve written numerous articles, essays, and poems about my Love. Some of you might even think it’s unhealthy, or that I’m obsessed. And I wouldn’t disagree. But I can tell you that I’m not interested in any remedy whatsoever.

She is everything to me.

I was hooked from the first moment I laid eyes on her — I damn near tripped over myself trying to get over to talk to her afterward. Then spent the rest of the day, manipulating every scenario I could in order to spend more time with her.

Looking back now, that was really close to thirty years ago! I’m pretty sure she walked into that sanctuary for the first time in April of ‘96.

I had it bad then. I’ve still got it bad today. I’ll have it bad tomorrow. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Were there times when we’ve struggled to live this life as partners? Sure. We were even separated during our oldest daughter’s second birthday. Hell, neither of us even knew that the other hadn’t signed the papers! We both thought that the divorce was pending, only to find out later in a night of “weakness” that neither of us could go through with it.

Then again in 2018, long after we’d thought we’d figured it all out. Again, if you know me then you know that I lost everything and runoft to die. And it wasn’t the loss of the business or the lifestyle that sent me over the edge — it was the fact that I’d thought I’d lost her. None of the rest of that shit mattered to me at all. I just, I could not go on living this life without her…

And guess who saved me? That’s right. My Sweetheart found me in a foreign country, and brought me back home.

I may quote philosophy. I may give credit to this or that for where I’m at today. But she’s the reason. My Sweetheart is much more than a partner. Her quiet wisdom is always there to reign me in, or to push me when needed. She’s both my foundation, and biggest cheerleader.

So maybe now you get it. Now can you see why, I’ve Got It Bad?

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Here’s the Dueling Jukeboxes newsletter, with Jennifer Haddock’s prompt, No Rain, by Blind Melon. I can’t wait to read your submissions!

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