There was a section.
A section once full of life, bliss the order of the day.
But now trolls and teens walk shamelessly in the light of its night.

A section of past glory, now an old story, a disappointment to many. A memory preferred forgotten.

Intelligent topics we once had, wit and acumen we once shared.
Now buffoonery the bane of its crust, stupidity the core of it's essence.

It's legends gone but not forgotten, it's heroes forever encrusted in it's legacy.

A legacy of fun, now chanced by boredom
A legacy of gain, now chanced by loss
A legacy of sanity, now chanced by irking madness.
A legacy as the best section, now seen as nothing but a mere joke.

O romance section, I long for the day when you will rise from the ashes and burn bright as before.
I long to see you stand tall once again.

Please rebuild your broken walls and remedy your current state.
Make us proud once again, and bring back those smiles we once had on our faces.
When we perused through your content and indulged in conversations
When we liked comments and when we shared posts.
When you became part and parcel of our lives.


There was a romance section.