The Record

the record player crackled
trying to find a tune,
trying to end the awkward silence
that had settled in
and lingered.

the woman
brushed a strand of hair
out of her face
and sighed into
her empty coffee cup.

and as he stared at her
with pleading eyes,
the record
kept spinning
and the unspoken words
kept ringing
in his ears.

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photo credits: wallpaperswide.com

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