Love is real
Noah Washington
Love is something we know and share
We know it when we are born naked and bare
It’s a feeling I get from my mother
And I choose to pass it on to my brother
It brings me warmth to my face
I feel it every time my dad bent down to go tie my shoelace
I felt it when I got my first kiss I knew that I was gonna go mad
But all I know now
Is that it would be rather sad
If I turned on my phone and things would go real bad
What if we just stopped caring
And were constantly obsessed with sharing
If we didn’t have the courage to say “HI”
I know that I would rather tell a lie
To speak with no courage
Behind a phone acting like we weren’t discouraged
We would be spreading no emotion
Just swiping left and right with motion
Not figuring out our fate
Going around and spreading hate
Guessing if we were going to get that date
In hopes of finding our perfect soul mate
Our relationships are what make us
Not meant to go and divide us
The feeling of longing and despair
Would never be solved while we on our phone over there
Never knowing the smell of their hair
I ask you if it was worth it
Being on your phone and stalking
Instead of getting the courage to hear them talking .
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