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Sep 2020
Scrimping and scraping,
saving every last dime,
Working away from nine 'til five,
"We'll get there eventually!" they'd always say,
Closer to that dream house day by day.
To save the pennies, they stopped going out,
no more luxurious food in their mouths.

They'd both come home and look at more places,
a pained and drained look on their overworked faces,
Then when the time came to go to bed,
She hadn't the energy to even give head,
Their *** life soon became none existent,
Hour by hour they became more distant,

Finally the money was all saved up,
They bought the dream house and matching cups,
The pair began to laugh like before,
This brand new life was never a bore.

She'd proudly iron his shirts for work,
and off he'd go with that familiar smirk,
He soon got promoted and travelled the world,
all part of the job but he'd left that poor girl.
They spoke on the webcam every night,
until one morning he missed his flight.

She dialled his number frantically,
But couldn't reach him, what could this be?

What could have happened to the love of her life?

It turned out he'd just found himself a new wife.

She only found out from someone he worked with,
This was a life she never thought she'd live.

So there she stayed in that lonely dream house,
Betrayed and forgotten in her tear stained blouse.
11:11pm
Sophie Lucy
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Sophie Lucy  29/F/England
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