You slide into my inbox
and I roll my eyes
thinking how our ancestors
would roll in their graves
under wildly blooming roses
the kind of fragrant bouquets
they gave one another
on a first date
a gesture of courtship and respect

they would be so disappointed
in the way their Shakespearean love
has devolved
into self-involved
narcissistic
lazy digital foreplay

you can save your DM
for someone else;
I will continue waiting
for my rose.

Have you ever thought about where we are?
What is it over two years.
I can't tell if it's excitement
or heartache,
Can you?

Have you ever thought about where we are?
and I don't mean us, as in the two of us,
I mean literally where we are.
We're playing, watching, sitting... living?
Screen after screen till we sleep.

Screens got me here, gave me this thought...
but have you ever thought about where we are?
I saw her post, under the stars, sharing, loving
I can feel their passion through the screen,
yet not mine or yours when we're both at the same screen.

Do you remember we used to find constellations too?
though do you even like the night?
We have conflicting opinions with that
and this
and that.
Hey they do say opposites attract,
do they ever mention opposites last?

I know we love, I sometimes feel it.
Do we live in that love, do we speak of it,
where is our admiration?

Have you thought about where we are?