The Smothering Crush

Sometimes the crush is not a teenage fling.

Sometimes a crush is not a Monday man or Wednesday Woman.

Sometimes a crush is many people.

Sometimes too many people.

Sometimes the people crush you simply with their presence.

Sometimes they crush you with their absence.

Sometimes the crush you feel is your own heart crying out.

Sometimes the crush is in the silence.

Sometimes you are crushed by someone’s actions.

Sometimes you are crushed by the lack of action.

Sometimes words will crush you.

Sometimes the lack.

Sometimes you see it.

Sometimes it stuns you.

Sometimes you can deal with it.

Sometimes it deals with you.

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