Love, eh?
The end of love came quickly, scattering leaves and flower petals in its cold breeze. It attacked like a hurricane or typhoon and knocked roofs off of houses and flooded basements, ruining childhood books and dreams - then vanished without a second look at all the damage it had done. Love disappeared off of television sets, people yelling, the apocalypse coming with every flick of the remote control. It slid away from movies, running from men and women searching for it with their whole heart, clinging onto each other, but all they found was anger and unhappiness in the end; “10 Things I Hate About You” was ruined and people wept for the loss of art.
Love Motels went out of business - no one had time for affairs or rekindling passions with their partners. Divorce rates went up, then down, when everyone realised they were doomed from the start. Churches were packed with people, but not for weddings. They were packed with lost souls, all searching for love, but love had already vanished, gobbled up by a volcano in the south, or maybe by a group of fishes in the east. People searched for love everywhere: in hills, forests, bowling alleys, dating services, coffee shops, universities, subways, bus stops, car crashes (there was bound to be a prince willing to pay for the damages in one of those big shiny limos), yet no one found it. Love had come and gone. Cupid had decided to retire.
Love Motels went out of business - no one had time for affairs or rekindling passions with their partners. Divorce rates went up, then down, when everyone realised they were doomed from the start. Churches were packed with people, but not for weddings. They were packed with lost souls, all searching for love, but love had already vanished, gobbled up by a volcano in the south, or maybe by a group of fishes in the east. People searched for love everywhere: in hills, forests, bowling alleys, dating services, coffee shops, universities, subways, bus stops, car crashes (there was bound to be a prince willing to pay for the damages in one of those big shiny limos), yet no one found it. Love had come and gone. Cupid had decided to retire.