Text Me

When it comes to intimacy, is it safe to say that modern technology had robbed us of once sacred moments? I remember a time when just brushing against someone’s hand was something that could set off fireworks.. of course while appearing cool and composed on the outside. People use to live for the moments, when stolen glances, and subtle brushes were something worth writing songs, poems, and letters about. Moments that “the greats” immortalized. Don’t people still want butterflies? (The kind in tummy, not blinking on your screen) Now a day you can have an entire relationship with someone without even coming face to face. Are we missing out on moments because we are receiving that message through text? The way we communicate is changing, but at what cost?

Remember those moments when you looked across the room and someone was looking right back at you? I’ve seen people text someone in the same room and not physically acknowledge their presence, there is no romance in that! Call it old fashioned, but it’s those little sparks that ignite something that burns with endurance. At least in the world I’m living it. Sending a text doesn’t always take real courage, a gesture does People shoot of these smiley faces everyday with very little thought into it, and have become lazy with genuine conversations. . I’ll take the first time of two hands interlocking of a “;)” any day.