DEAR LOVE

DEAR LOVE,

I AM AMAZED AT HOW YOU HAVE CHANGED OVER THE PAST FEW YEARS. FEW YEARS BACK, YOU WERE DEFINED AS AN ALL ENCOMPASSING FEELING, REGARDLESS OF  ALL IMPEDIMENTS. I CANNOT BUT BE AWED AT YOUR SUDDEN TRANSFORMATION. GONE ARE THOSE DAYS WHEN YOU WERE OMNIPOTENT. WHERE ARE THOSE DAYS WHEN YOU WERE GIVEN THE DUE IMPORTANCE YOU DESERVE? 

HAS TECHNOLOGY SO ENGULFED YOU THAT YOU HAD BEEN DETHRONED FROM THE AESTHETIC TOUCH? SINCE WHEN DID YOU ACQUIRE THE FORM OF A MOBILE PHONE APPLICATION, EASILY MANIPULATED AT THE PRESS OF A BUTTON? 

SWITCH ON: LOVE MODE ON

SWITCH OFF: LOVE MODE OFF

WHEN DID YOU BECOME SO FICKLE AND SHORT LIVED?  HOW CAN YOU CHANGE YOURSELF LIKE A CHAMELEON? CAN THE GENERATION GAP BE SO WIDE THAT IT HAD ENGULFED YOUR ACTUALITY? HOW CAN MERE MORTALS ROB YOU OFF YOUR IDENTITY? HOW CAN YOU BE REDUCED TO THE LEVEL OF NORMALCY?

 YOU ARE NOW BEEN CONSIDERED AS A CUMBERSOME PROCESS. YOU ARE GRADUALLY LOSING THE VIGOR AND AURA. PEOPLE ARE SCARED OF YOU. YOU HAVE BECOME REDUNDANT, YOU ARE BEING DISREGARDED AT EVERY STAGE OF YOUR EXISTENCE. 

HOW CAN YOU TOLERATE THIS DISGRACE? WHY CAN'T YOU RESURRECT YOURSELF? WHEN SHALL YOU REGAIN COMPOSURE, DEAR LOVE? DEAR LOVE, DO NOT LET MERE MORTALS OVERSHADOW YOUR GRACE!