She sees him
He sees her
Eyes meet
Across
A crowded room
Crush
She’s too shy to speak
He can’t find the words
He sees another girl
Gutted
She is gutted
Crushed
It’s years later
In a cafe
They meet again
Hackney
Over a coffee
Crush
He works in a bank
She won’t be interested
He gives her his number
Anyways
She doesn’t call
Crushed
She leaves the dimwit she’s with
Picks up the phone
Puts it down, calls him
Eventually
Together now, at last
Crush
Married, kidded, bored
She wonders what she ever saw
Chicks, clowns and housework
Drudgery
Endless bloody drudgery
Crushed
In a supermarket
A stranger, a possibility
She hands out her number
Unexpectedly
At her age
Crush
There’s just a note
About the cat
Nothing else
Silence
No explanation, she is gone
Crushed
Their daughters wedding
Years later
That old feeling, there
Still
They are together again
Crush
Driving home together
They take the bend
Too fast, too late,
Truck
In the way, head on
Crushed.
This was funny until the last crushed. 😉
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Nice way to use that refrain of crush/crushed. Great work!
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Thank you.
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