Modern Love

Everything was spaced around the digital world. Every morning they edit on their smiles and headed into the empty world they called earth. Love was a lost word. the word that replaced? lust, like, heart. There were a few people across the world who cafed about the real things.

Emilla loved all things. Her house was like walking into a time machine. She gave the world her all. nothing she did was fake.

Mark was just your average Joe. He followed the patterns. He had the job chosen for him, and never thought to complain about it. He did everything he was told. Yet he knew nothing about the things he was doing.

When she was ridding her bike turquoise down 5th avenue down past all of the electric stores and cafes filled with souless people drinking frappes with the milk and froth just right. their labtops cover the tables next to their pumpkin spice latte. She had to stop for a car to pass. A man in the car. The man was so average. just staring into space. just like every other person today.

Mark got in his car and sighed. Yet he had no idea why. he got on his way towards work. he passed the cafe where people sat and paid attention to the important things in life. Their computers next to their pumpkin spice latte. He pulled up to the curb waiting for it turn green. when he turned he saw the most beautiful girl. she was glowing with pure happiness. she sat on her out dated bike. Her vintage clothes and her smile did not seem plastered to her face. it looked..real.