Dear Friends (Poem #21)

“A hundred men that has not yet come
are you sure it’s him you really want?
Loads of fun you could miss out
how could you say that he’s the one,
without any doubt?”

That’s what you’ve been telling me
yes I know there are faces I have yet to see
so don’t even think that I’m settling down
just because I always want him around

It’s a different generation, you all say
it’s the era of meet and hook up in a day
but darling, allow me to explore
allow me to devour the pain
of getting my hopes up that maybe, just maybe,
beyond these modern love stories
ours will be different

Allow me to love, allow me to get hurt
so that I can prove to myself
how love has made a cruel, cruel world.