“Oh listen, Lucy, they’re playing our song,” Dean said, reaching across the dinner table to grab Lucy’s hand.
Lucy pulled her hand away. “Our song?” she said. “It’s a love song. When was the last time you told me that you loved me?”
“But we danced to that song on the night we got engaged,” Dean said. “That was the first song we danced to at our wedding. We both love that song.”
“Back in the day it was our song,” Lucy said. “Now every time I hear it, it reminds me of what we once had and will never have again.”
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “song” in exactly 102 words. Photo credit: Masterfile.com