We don't seem to love the same way anymore.
We don't go on dates,
and we don't buy flowers.
It's hard to pry away from your phone.
There is no such thing as a pleasant silence.
We must always be distracted.
We can't be bothered to just go out together.
There have to be other people involved.
The concept of "having a moment" is construed.
Love is cynical.

My grandparents still love like the old folks.
They've been doing it for fifty-two years,
and they show no sign of stopping.
If only we took the time to look
at what they did in life.
To see what has kept them together
for all these years.
That love could fill an entire room,
chock full of memories.

I suppose the world is too fast for their archaic ways.
We're into speed dating these days.
We want to see other people, have breaks, and personal time.
There is no heart warming love left.
It's all about cheap thrills, getting off.