O, the times
I’d tried to give you
my heart, only to watch you
furrow your brow smooth
your mustache, and then
turn on your heel and walk briskly
back to your life — without so much
as a backward glance.
Backward Glance
16 responses to “Backward Glance”
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And you didn’t scream and call him vile names?? Better woman than me.. ;) Very nice write….
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Namaste Susan :)
O the beast! Untamed and untameable, but she fixated all the same, but yet, ultimately denied. What a bounder, what a cad!
If only he’d paused for a moment to stroke his beard as well as his ‘tasche, she might have been in with half a chance lol :)
Have a great week.
Namaste :)
DN
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Namaste Dewin,
She sure knows how to pick ’em, doesn’t she? :-) Thanks for stopping by. Hope you have a great week, too!
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Namaste Susan :)
Indeed, it was not her day for Love…she chose a waggish rogue – perhaps it was the allure of a ‘bad-boy?’ :)
Some battles of the heart we win, some we lose, some we wish we’d never been part of.
As Oscar Wilde once declared: ‘Experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes.’ Ce la vie.
Take care. Catch up next week should you partake of the challenge.
Namaste :)
DN
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Ergo, the Ogre 
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