Having gone past the words of no return,
I asked myself what I had learned.
Was it revenge because I was spurned?
Or that I was heard when it was my turn?
Either way I lost my chance
To be with her at my High School dance
To fight my way back to romance
Nope I won’t go there, I’ve taken a stance
© 2011 Michael Yost
I think there are probably many of us who think back to romances that did not bloom. Love your writing Michael.
Yeah but it was fun trying.
there’s no return
over bridges we burn
we can’t ever replace
what we lost in the race
we must look ahead
not on past words said
revenge will never be
what sets us free 🙂
Hey no fair. The comment isn’t supposed to be better than the original poem.. BIG Grin!
Oops, sorry! Bigger Grin back!
I love the…”having past the words of no return.” I’m probably gonna have to steal it one of these days. ‘Found Language’ nice one M.
Be nice now.. thanks Jeane.
hmmm the end of a chapter, what hurts is when we wrote it ourselves…
Michael, I never WAS asked to a high school dance, but I wanted so for this one guy to ask. The distaff side of things… good writing! Amy
Thank you.. Another thing we have in common. smiles
No going back … Sometimes sad. Sometimes – frankly – glad! 🙂
You are right. The roller coaster emotional ride would be terrible…