CrushedA Poem by Cat TeeMore like orangesI don’t think a crush is called a crush because it feels like a 1 ton anvil just crushed your whole body with feels. That’s too typical of a definition. I think a crush is called a crush because it’s kind of unexpected, like when you accidently crush the orange your mom packed you that one third grade lunch. Citrus sparks spurt everywhere, seeping into your bag, sopping onto your sleeves as you try to do damage control. But, even as the initial spark goes away, sometimes you brush against your backpack zipper to feel a slight sticky roughness, or the shirt sleeve still reeks of oranges a little bit; unexpected thing that never really just goes away. © 2014 Cat TeeReviews
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1 Review Added on May 1, 2013 Last Updated on May 8, 2014 Tags: crush, love, definition, perspective AuthorCat TeeChicago, ILAboutA student of life. I love all types of writing, my favorites being spoken word and comedy. Thanks for stopping by! more..Writing
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