They used to say:
Eyes are the window to the soul
But now
Phones are a reflection of
Who you are
Gone are the days
Of courting and community
Replaced by
Hookups and hallucinations.
Relationships are
Reduced to “situationships”
Each swipe diminishing
anything real.
What do we have left?
We bury ourselves in our phones
Rather than look
Each other in the eye.
You lose if you show feelings
The grass should be greener,
On the other side,
Yet it is rotted.
It’s a cruel game.
I hope this is what you wanted.
If only we could take our phones
To the grave.
Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 4:14 PM UTC
They used to say:
Eyes are the window to the soul
But now
Phones are a reflection of
Who you are
Gone are the days
Of courting and community
Replaced by
Hookups and hallucinations.
Relationships are
Reduced to “situationships”
Each swipe diminishing
anything real.
What do we have left?
We bury ourselves in our phones
Rather than look
Each other in the eye.
You lose if you show feelings
The grass should be greener,
On the other side,
Yet it is rotted.
It’s a cruel game.
I hope this is what you wanted.
If only we could take our phones
To the grave.
-written in 2023. Edited 8/27/25.