When I fell in love with you
I thought I knew myself.
I told you all about who I thought I was,
and I might have been right.
For the time being.

Now I know that I don't know myself
and that everything changes
including my self.

I no longer feign understanding of who I am,
I just have to live and find out.

Words make things seem so simple. So concrete.
In 'reality', nothing is further from the truth.

I am a myriad of things which constantly change in a plethora of ways and which defy definitions.

Not only do I not know what will change, nor how, nor why,
but I also don't know when nor how quickly.
Not to mention what events these changes may set in motion,
or what motions they may stop.

It is evident that some things have changed.
In me. In you. In the world. For better and for worse.
Some things have indeed stayed the same. For better and for worse.
Some events have been set in motion. For better and for worse.
Some motions have been stopped. For better and for worse.

We need to allow things to change or stay the same.
For better or worse are matters of perception
and thus are relative to each individual
for better or for worse.