I heart you.
You heart me.
Isn’t what it used to be.
Then - a heart given with
trepidation -
a valentine chosen, written with
care,
slid into your decorated
box while you were
unaware.
Now - a heart clicked with
nary a thought
given,
while scrolling by
as if you were
dared.
And still this remains the same -
counting hearts and
their number,
some let this determine their
worth and wonder
how
to get more hearts
the next time
around.