Everywhere to go
Yet nowhere to be
Everyone to meet
Yet no one to know
Hi’s and hellos
Yet not a simple how are you today
We accept the shade of what it truly means to be friends,
Sacrifice and effort
We are connected to every soul
Yet complete foreigners past the like
You see,
If I like enough posts
That means we are friends,
Right?
Hate and judgment
Without really knowing what they have said
Or really mean
Unfollow
Unfriend
A simple click
A simple shrug
A decision that won’t even be remembered past the hour
Is friendship really built on a click?
Or do the roots go much deeper?
To sacrifice
To give
To stand with when things aren’t quite right
To lift up when they have fallen down
To cry when their loved one is gone
To hold when the knife has left an empty soul
To challenge when they have gone one step too far
And to welcome them back as they return
A world rarely touched as we scroll on by
Something a pixeled box can’t fill
A frown
A tear
A sigh
A grin
A smile
A laugh
Or maybe a smirk
The twinkle in the eye
The trembling hands
A racing heart
A warm hug
A loving kiss
The beauty displayed in a simple face to face
Lost in the maze:
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“Glad I could connect with a lot of friends…
It was just the fix I needed”
This canvas you see
Of mountain tops
And the roaring seas
They are just the ones that look good
A carefully cultivated image
To please the masses
And receive the clicks
Yet it is the ones that go unshared
The goofy and hilarious,
That mean the most
But you won’t quite get those moments
Because…
You kind of had to be there
We capture all these moments to share with others
And fail to live in them ourselves
Is a moment worth sharing,
If you can’t even remember the moment yourself?
We spend all our time finding the right shot
The one that everyone will like
Yet fail to ask ourselves
Do I even like it?
We’re careful to cultivate a collage of moments
Without ever taking the time ponder them ourselves
We share so many experiences with others
Yet forget to share in experiences with others
I’ve traded intimacy for what is easy
Something that doesn’t cost me a thing
I’ve sought connection
But only if I can jump in and out at any moment
I’ve lost myself in this pixeled tragedy
And forfeited living
And accepted a shade of what it means to live