Thank you all from the very bottom of my heart for participating in the Tempur-Pedic Dear John challenge. You came, you composed unbelievably creative responses, and you voted in DROVES. Seriously, we had our work cut out for us x a million counting up all of those votes. They were counted up several times, both by myself and an impartial third party. In the end, the winner of the bed is…
You oughta know, you’ve lost that loving feeling. Each and every one of these nights, you take another little piece of my heart, and I cry 96 tears. Tears on my pillow that are killing me, softly.
Where did our love go? Yesterday, I had the time of my life, the way we were. Our nights in white satin. But even now love hurts, and our tainted love is a battlefield. I don’t think I can take one more night. Anyone who had a heart would say that it must have been love, but it’s over now.
Anyway, how can you mend a broken heart after the love has gone? It’s too late, baby. So hit the road, Jack, ‘cause I’m all out of love. The beat goes on; you and I must go our separate ways. I will survive without you. I’m movin’ on up and with a little help from my friends it’ll be just like starting over.
And as far as I’m concerned, you’re just another picture to burn.
Vaya con Dios,
Thank you again for participating. I hope that you all had as much fun as I did.. And, hopefully you are just as ready as I am to get back to our regularly scheduled body loving blogging.