The Game of Dating

How are you?

What is so distant today was once so close.
Physically, it was.
Chemistry.
Blessed and cursed reactions to dopamine, norepinephrine, phenylethylamine and emorphine.
Would I ever get to know you?
Or is this rather a constant race of unfamiliar faces.
Merely acquinted.
No more, no less.
No strings attached.
Ever so shallow.

Modern epidemic in the lonesome cities.
Temporarily relived.
But it's all too little, too soon.
Too aware to go closer.
Too vulnerable to let go.
Indecisive.
Unsatisfied.


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