What is love? (Meatloaf – 2 out of 3 ain’t bad)

What is love? I was married 23 years and I couldn’t tell you. I loathed him, that is what I felt. What a waste of years. Pure hell. Maybe God will guide me to a good guy. I would like to feel what true love is at least once in my life.

Now then there is the married man. I felt what I thought was love for him most of the time until I came to my senses. I was the other woman, not someone he loved. We used each other to be fair. Brings to mind Meatloaf’s song “Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad.

“I want you, I need you, but there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you!”

To this day I don’t know what true love is.


Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate For Mental And Invisible Illnesses

-Author Of Articles, Stories And Poems



14 thoughts on “What is love? (Meatloaf – 2 out of 3 ain’t bad)

  1. Susan Langer

    I’m sorry that you didn’t feel loved. I did but it isn’t really like what they write about in romance novels. That doesn’t exist…or it is rare. My true love ended in divorce over alcoholism. I did love that song though. 🙂

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  2. FLO

    My father died at 79, leaving my mother lost and alone. She reconnected with a man she’d loved decades earlier but at the time they met and fell in love he was married and so was she and that was the end of it for both of them. Now, his wife had died and my mother’s husband had died. At age 80! she remarried the love of her life from more than half a century ago. They were so in love! He would not leave her side without telling her he loved her. They had several years of happiness before he fell down the steps of the local post office, hit his head on the steps and passed away the next day. At his funeral I cried for my mother. Sad and lonely once again, but with beautiful memories.I have been blessed with a wonderful man. We married in 1968 and are still going strong! Some people are more fortunate than others, it seems, but if my mother could find love in her 80’s there’s still hope!

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    1. Tessa Post author

      Well I know it isn’t like the romance stories. They used to make me cry since my life sucked. Someone reminded me that they weren’t real. Fantasy material only.


  3. CarissaMarie

    Love takes on many forms and I have been blessed to know a few of them. Though it took me awhile to experience the kind felt between man and woman. In my 20’s and early 30’s, I thought I knew what it felt like, thought I understood. The truth is, I didn’t have a clue. And one of those failed attempts left me with a son. Dating with a child can be very rough. But, I’ll say this, that is my favorite kind of love. My son became my reason for trying, growing, changing, and being. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if it was just my son and I, right? Oh, but it did get lonely being single…..

    When I was nearly 34, I was coming out of a painful on and off again relationship. I was beginning to think maybe I was destined to never really settle down, like my mom, who had been married and divorced three times. I felt cursed, so to speak. Between my legacy of unhappy marriages and mental health illnesses, I thought maybe I’m just destined to be alone.

    But God intervened and the man I’m now married to came into my life. I’d met him several months before, but he too was in a complicated relationship at that time – January 2012. Fast forward to July of that year. He’s single and I’m “off” with my ex and was starting to realize that we should never be “on” again. (A mutual friend of ours had said we’d make a great couple months before, but as I said, things were still complicated then and truthfully, I wasn’t the least bit interested in the spring.) In July, he came back into the group. He’d met us through his now ex and she met them through me, oddly enough, had needed to take a break from everything and figure things out. Once he did, everyone welcomed him back gladly. She had proved herself untrustworthy and all had cut ties with her, so he felt okay coming back.

    In late August, we really started talking and hanging out on our own. We found we had a great connection and quickly became great friends. In early October, we shared our first kiss and in mid October is when we decided to make things official and slapped those labels of boyfriend and girlfriend on one another.

    Now in 2016, we’ve been together nearly four years and married for one. That’s not long in the grand scheme of things, but it’s long enough to know we’re built to last. In the nearly four years, we’ve been tested over and over, but God has helped us to constantly stick together. Love isn’t easy, not at all, but it’s worth every minute I’ve gotten to experience it.

    It might sound cliché, but I married my best friend. He’s the first one I go to, the one I always know I can confide in, someone I can be silly and totally myself around, come up with inside jokes with, and I’m not afraid to show him the very worst of me. He has seen me at my darkest and helped me find the light each time. He doesn’t judge me, treat me poorly, or leave me feeling unappreciated or unloved. And every time he holds my hand, looks at me with that grin of his, or holds me, I still feel that “butterfly” feeling. The spark is still there, even after each struggle and the birth of our daughter, in April of this year. Some say they lose some of it after childbirth, but I actually feel closer to him now because of it. It’s strengthened our bond.

    I’m hard to love, the kind I thought no one but God, some family members, and maybe a few friends would truly love. But, He showed me I was wrong. I found love and I’m hanging onto it for as long as God allows me to.

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  4. Roos Ruse

    I feel you, Tessa. That song by Meatloaf used to feel like a punch in my neck for a long time too. Don’t give up. Now when I hear it I think, “the poor, sad thing.”

    I’m happier alone (without my husband) than I ever was with men that didn’t “get” me, even though I was all about them and the marriage. After decades of work I’ve come to understand that to be loved as I wish I must first love myself that much without compromising my integrity to make him fit more comfortably. If it don’t fit, don’t force it. “Be the person you want to be with so he or she will find you. If they never do, you’ve lost nothing but found peace and contentment in life. That’s the real treasure.” [I honestly can’t remember where I read that, but it stuck with me for years]

    “This above all; to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.” W. Shakespeare

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