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Dec 2016
A table for two,
For you and me.
Food on our plates,
With cups of tea.

We chatted and laughed,
Till night turns to day.
But never once that you did,
Without your phone, you speak.

Beneath the palm trees,
On a bed of snow.
Laughter, Tears, full of joy,
Feels like time had never flowed.

Again, you reached for your pocket,
And whipped out your phone.
Texting, calling, and gaming,
What about me, am I all alone?

At my favorite concert,
A theatrics of shows.
Singing, dancing, cheering,
Not a single sad soul.

However, it's not just you,
Everyone was on their phones.
Recording, recording, and recording,
Crowds became monotone.

It led me to think,
Can we truly exist,
Even just for a day,
Without a phone's assist?
It's not always that we get to spend quality time together with our loved ones, attend a concert/performance, and even just engaging in small talks over meals.

Do we really need to use our phones? Is that message that important? That call? Or maybe, your game?

Cherish every single time you get to spend with those you love. Try not to reach for your phone. Put it to rest, and enjoy the conversations with those around you.

It's the littlest of things that will make the most differences, in the end.
Written by
Ernie Wong  22/M/Singapore
(22/M/Singapore)   
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