It looks like tears will accompany me tonight. As I drift away into starlight. So as I say goodnight to you, watch the first drop and become the morning dew.
When “I want to spend time with you” turns into I want to be on my phone while you lay next to me. Social media will kill us.
When “Yeah I know that person” turns into I follow them. Social media will kill us.
When “hey let’s hang out turns into “go to this chat room at this time”. Social media will kill us.
When needing to contact someone turns into tweeting them, instant messaging them, or commenting on something of theirs. Social media will kill us.
When there is no more personal contact or friendship. Social media has killed us.
When social media kills us.
What will be left?