A 22nd Century Kind of Love

What ever happened to sweet sixteen type of love? The type of love that promised forever. The excitement of tingling feelings and being swept off one 's feet due to being madly and intoxicatingly  in love 

Love: The deep emotional gut feeling of being unable to sleep, think, breath without the other 

The tingling sessions in the stomach, heart beating and echoing tunes of love 

The feelings of waking up/going to sleep to music of l'amour 

That type of love did exist at one point and has now become history to only be replaced with nostalgic memories. 

This love died to only be replaced with a different type of love. A 22nd century kind of love 

This kind of love of waiting by the landline rotary dial tone phone, or waiting for the love note to be delivered by a messenger does not exist anymore

The new love that now exists is the text and touch type, kind of like not love  

This like  is of the lazy kind, which consists of protecting ones soul from the emotional responsibility of the other 

This type of like has no type or form of traditional institutions and breaks all barriers of 'social norms,' 

Gone are the days of finding or being set up by a potential suitor,  why waste time when there is so many more virtual social platforms to tick yes or no to a potential someone. To then yet again easily reject, because the virtual profile  picture does not meet the instantaneous need.

Too short, too tall, too fat, too thin; the list could go on 

By ticking yes to your profile it means: lets forget about knowing each other really, or even better yet talking. Lets text a bit then meet in person. When we meet lets take a few seconds to check each other and decide within a seconds of meeting , you and I just not meant to be  

Lets pretend to chat just a bit, to be kind to each other for the sake of it, or for that much needed company for that one hour; because we have both been deprived of that contact 

Better yet lets a play, where one of us pursues what they want, which includes using you just for the sake of it, just because its all possible; as they are many other options. If I win the game and you fall for my tricks then it means you are not the one, only lets not be open about it 

When we leave lets forget we ever met, yet not ever communicate via text with each other anymore, for why would we want to waste time when the social virtual platform has so many and much more potentials or maybes to offer 

You not just the one for- therefore I have rescued my emotions by texting, meeting you for a minute, then crossing you out with a big cross like you never existed. Like you were a jig saw puzzle that didn't work that now needs to be replaced with another piece 

For you are too short, too tall, too fat, too thin; the list could go on 

Lets go back to the drawing board and start again, tick yes/no, maybe, text chat, meet in person, to only cross you yet another one out again 

Like not Love of the 22nd century kind ... Whatever happened to the type of love that promised and meant forever