I know the type
They only make pop-up promises
We light up like our screens
They believe we’re too scared
To take a chance and become
Something more than digital

They prey on those who want love
They tweet and post poetic statements,
Nicholas Sparks quotes,
And unknown Tumblr sources
They prey on those who prefer
the comfort over
the hardships of commitment

Fall in love with someone who
Would risk putting down their phone
Not someone who makes excuses
If there’s any connection
Besides the WiFi you both tether
They should be more than another
Thumbnail or number on your phone

 

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