Nostalgia 

It was a strange new world

That I had not visited before

Filled with excitement.

She noticed I had some control

Where others did not.

She was young and exciting

In love with love

A sign of inexperience

but full of expectations and wonder

Reminiscent of times long past.

The rain and wind and disarray

Called upon my finding a way

To seal the deal by

Showing her my wisdom

and charm

and steadiness.

It almost worked.

My competition was younger

and stronger and inexperienced

He carried them well.

I called upon knowledge

and charm and craftiness.

She wanted strength vitality

and endurance

Attributes time had taken from me.

As I fumbled for one final thrust

at winning her heart

She jumped into a standby vehicle

and drove away...

with youth and inexperience.

All the next day

that dream kept jabbing at my

memory banks--

At what used to be.

But neither would let me see

her face again.