He spoke beautifully about his feelings, made plans and promised to be there✨ But when it was time to prove it, his heart was in another place. More precisely, in a small rectangle with a screen📱 There he laughed, argued, liked, lived... and next to him sat a woman who was still waiting for his attention😔
It was important for him to update the feed, and not to notice the look opposite👀. It's important to answer in the chat, and not to hear the voice that sounded nearby🎤 And while her fingers slid across the screen, she felt that she was sliding to the side⏳ Because to love is not to press the "heart" on social networks❤️ To love is to be able to put the phone on the table and hold the hand of a living person🤲
The phone will not warm you at night, will not look into your eyes and will not give you the feeling that you are the only one💃 And he, buried in his gadget, did not notice the simplest thing: love cannot be kept 100% charged🔋 It leaves quietly, without notice. And one day, instead of the message "Good morning", he will see only emptiness... 🚪