Hopelessly Romantic

What happened to romance? it's so rare these days
It's like it only exists in books, TV, movies and plays
Doesn't anyone believe in real love anymore?
Or is it that people are too selfish to let it show?

No more days of actually getting to know somebody
Now it's all Apps and social media and faces with no bodies
Just swipe left of right, forget the thrill of the chase
Instead we choose by seeing a picture of their face

Some will say "get with the times", things have changed
And that these ideals are things of past and seem deranged
Imagine a time when you actually had to start from scratch
A time before some stupid App said you were a perfect match

Getting to know some one was almost an art form
Even getting their number felt like running through a storm
But it took guts to and timing to actually walk up to someone
Swiping and hoping for a response is just no fun

Granted there are still those who are innately shy
Even in this day and age, and nobody knows why
There are those in the world who just never take a risk
And they end up never knowing what they've missed

So take a chance sometime, who knows where it could lead
Just open your mouths and plant that initial seed
It's better to be a hopeless romantic and avoid the mess
Than to never give it a go and be romantically hopeless




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