When your kisses turn from wine to water
The fire in your eyes lose their glow
When your phone rings without answer
All your friend say they don’t know
I get that old familiar feeling
You’ve been cheating on me again
That I’m left dangling on a string
In case it don’t work out with them
I’ve been down this road before
And know where the heartaches lie in wait
That you’ll come running back
When you’ve realised your mistake
Each time I say it will be different
That when your cheating days are through
I’ll have found someone else
To take the place of you
But I’m just fooling myself
Because I know it isn’t true
I’ll still be at your beck and call
When the red rose turns to blue
Its happened so many times before
I should be used to it by now
Know all the warning signs
Because I’ve been down this road before
20 Feb 1996
I loved this poem David. A Big 10 from me. It deserves it. Hugs Pam
Great poem... David... I agree with the others on this one...10
This one could do with a tune - perhaps it has one already. A sad theme that rings all too familiarly here, but a very fluid and rhythmic piece of quality poetry. jim
Don't we all do this, David? Follow the same pattern in our relationships. I guess that's what makes us who we are. Why are we forever being told that we're wrong, when it's just the way we are. This poem is very accessible and very clearly expressed - with something of a wry smile methinks. love, Allie xxxx
I like the title to this one David, and the poem came across solid and intact Thankyou for sharing your art Love duncan X
Yes, yes, yes. 'Nuff said.... top notch. t x
Well of course this is an excellent write, it's writen by one of the greats (David Harris) I love this poem, a very familiar tale indeed. I wonder why so many put up with situations like this. Fortunately I've never been down this road but know many that have. I ask myself is it low self esteem, or do we want to be loved so bad that we're willing to take almost anything. Well, I've always said you have to love yourself first and if you truly love yourself, you won't go down this road, you'll walk away with head held high, A wonderful poem David, I know many can relate. Thankyou David for sharing this one, I love it.--Melvina--
I see that this is an older poem, so I wonder how it goes now? Hugs, Dee
A very familiar road, David. It's hard to be the 'consolation prize' (as Sally told Harry.) Yet we wait for that very thing to happen, because no matter how bad we are hurting, we'd still open that door again in a heartbeat. Old loves die hard. You really hit home with this one - great write! Linda
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really loved this - why is it this topic gives us so much inspiration? Probably because we've all been down that road at some point. Absolutely lovely. Teedy xx