Do you know those moments, right before drifting off to sleep, you find your thoughts meandering?
In these elusive moments of solitude, I oft catch myself wondering
How refreshing it would be if our world had stayed immune to all the progress
No, not in science or technology, but in the realm of matters of the heart, yes!
From an age where thumbs swipe right tirelessly every night in search of a new thrill,
If only we could be transported back to an era of an old school kind of love, the one with no frills
From hastily scribbled notes in library books by lovers, and for a reply, the agonizing wait
When did it become acceptable for us to chat with multiple people vying for a date?
From the mass of one night stands who will leave no trace, come the first rays of morning
How do you find the one who will stay through the day sponging your forehead when you lay in your bed, with fever, burning?
From weathering the storm together till death, standing by each other strong
Why do we now have options lined up at our fingertips to fall back on, the minute something goes wrong?
From lovers braving the tempestuous perils of night to simply gaze at their beloved from afar,
When did we turn into a generation stealing furtive glances at our phones even when seated across our love, it’s truly bizarre!
From the swarm of lustful eyes that pine to explore every inch of your body & devour you whole
How do you single out the ones that yearn to see beyond, into what lights up your eyes & a fire in your soul?
From fighting for their love against all odds, valiantly with the kind of courage that would put a warrior to shame
Why do we now settle for the cowards who betrays your trust and hides behind lies & blame games?
Immortal is how we defined love before, one that transcended even the finality of death, suffused with unfaltering patience
“Out of sight, out of mind’ is how we define love now, like Wi-Fi connections, growing weaker with distance
To those who say, this is a mythical kind of love mean to be written within pages of a novel, definitely not in our fate
I say probably, but what if our world really could go back this old school kind of love, maybe it’s never too late…