dating apps

I crafted my profile with care and grace,

Uploaded my picture, chose my best face.

Interests? Traveling and blogging, I shared,

Hoping to find someone with whom my heart paired.

"What am I seeking?" I pondered with thought,

Typed out my desires, the qualities sought.

Sexy, respectful, and handsome, I sought,

With hopes that my criteria would not be for naught.

Responses flooded in, likes by the score,

Messages aplenty, a virtual uproar.

Amidst the clamor, I sifted and weighed,

Searching for the one with whom love could be made.

Yet behind the screens, reality skewed,

Deception rampant, truth misconstrued.

In a sea of gods, I found myself lost,

Wondering if my standards came at too high a cost.

Faced with a choice, to lower the bar,

Or embrace singlehood, scars and all par.

Opting for self-love, I chose to stand tall,

Hoping to find a diamond among the thrall.

One profile caught my eye, seemingly real,

A photo taken on a fishing boat's keel.

We met for coffee, our first date a thrill,

But beneath the surface, doubts began to instill.

As dates ensued, a connection we found,

But doubts lingered, whispers of truth sound.

A surprise visit led to a startling sight,

Betrayal unveiled, love's hopeful flight.

In the end, I walked away, choosing to be free,

Preferring solitude to love's deceitful plea.

For in the realm of dating apps, where illusions reign,

I learned the hard truth, love's path is not always plain.