Not even 10 dozen roses could win her back. Maybe if he’d splurged for 11, but it was so close to valentine’s day, and the prices were so inflated already
Really, if she needed that many roses, she wasn’t for him anyway
He wasn’t into material things, and wanted to live a simple life
She was always about the show, what did it look like to others
They really weren’t a good match but they tried
But this time he had humiliated them in front of such an important group
There really was no coming back
Not even with 12 dozen roses, or even a bakers dozen
Not even one single rose tucked with a note of love

Written from a prompt in the creative writing group I facilitate. Check it out!