What’s Love Got To Do With It?
What’s love got to do, got to do with it. Only everything! The lyrics of Tina Turner’s song are entertaining but they speak from a damaged point of view. Resounding fear disguised as brashness, calloused pains and the inability to get past unhealed scars.
What’s love but a second hand emotion. Her voice is bouncing around in my head but all I can imagine are happy hearts.
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken? Everyone Tina. Everyone needs a heart. Sure it is bound to be broken at least once but so are bones.
Is it better to have never loved at all? Does one suggest a hardened heart? If bones can be broken so can a brittle heart. Nay, I say it is better to love always. Don’t argue with me on this Tina, I know broken bones tend to heal faster than broken hearts but that’s because a bone has never known the fullness of love.
