Disconnected

Cold food on a warm plate, warm conversations for a cold date

dinner for two minus you, phone glued to your hand

Am I boring or are you just bored

My lips move but your mind's asleep

another one of society's sheep

Ruled by your followers and likes

Now it's time for dessert and then off to ride bikes

But you should know that I'm going to ghost on you

perhaps it's rude to think that you aren't worth my time

but it's also rude to date for the free wine and dine

And so continues the search to find a women to call mine.