Let Your Little Heart Break A Little

Lyrics of That’s The Story of Love

You’ve got to give a little take a little
And let your poor heart break a little.
That’s the story of that’s the glory of love.
You’ve got to laugh a little cry a little
Until the clouds roll by a little
That’s the story of that’s the glory of love.


As long as there’s the two of us
We’ve got the world and all its charms.
And when the world is through with us


We’ve got each other’s arms.
You’ve got to win a little lose a little
Yes and alwayshave blues a little.
That’s the story of that’s the glory of love.
That’s the story of that’s the glory of love.

I love this song, you can hear me humming it sometimes specially when I’m in the fine mood, but not last night. I sung my levi to sleep with a heavy heart, he had experience his first heartache or I must say first deep disappointment.

Our Didi just left five days ago to find a greener pasture and at young age I know he was wondering why he hasn’t been showing up to play basketball or “taguan” (hide and seek) with him. He is always excited when hearing a motorcycle pass-by and head quick to the door, suppose to welcome his Didi and it will took him few seconds there to finally realize it was not him and resume playing, but last night was different.

We are about to sleep, him on the side and nibbling a milk bottle when my brother came to use the motorcycle, as the engine start he instantly stood up round-eyed and called “Di! Di! Di” and advance to the window to see if indeed it was him. His frustration came when his tito called him up to cheer him, but his mood shifted instead, he stayed on the position longer as if expecting my brother to transform as his Didi until I came and scoop him up. He stared at me as if asking, I told him Didi is far, but soon we will ride the airplane and be with him in Singapore for Christmas. I am not sure if he understands me, but maybe he felt an assurance from my voice that he just kissed me as he usually do and place his cheek on my shoulder.

He slept on my chest as usual, while I hum him... “You’ve got to give a little take a little, and let your poor heart break a little.... la la la...."