What We've Become

We forgot what it felt like. We just imagine it, most of us doubt it's real. Our scars took too long to heal. Now we're on the balcony dreaming of it. Those that hurt us no longer matter, but that trust breached is what broke it. The generation of smilies while wiping real tears. When it's virtual we play along...only when it gets serious we abandon ship. This relation-ship,,,we'd rather sink than sail in it. It's 2019 and it's mentally stressing...just how the best times could claim most hearts in robotic feelings.. Looking for something authentic, but doubt is a friction. Even if we felt something we'd play it down...we've been around, we know how it goes. A few weeks in and it all blows. We know no love. We just love fun.