Change is supposed to be beautiful.
The setting sun.
The lovely butterfly.
The wind forcing waves in the water.
So why does it feel so ugly?
A sick feeling in my chest when I imagine who you have become.
Not because I don't love you.
But because I can't even tell who 'you' are anymore.
Are you the smiles and laughs,
The kindness and humility,
The bright eyes and fun spirit?
Or are you the stealing and cursing,
The wrong choices and carelessness,
The broken promises again and again...
You have always been spontaneous,
Carefree,
Easygoing.
Always hoping for new experiences,
opportunities,
friendships.
But life has sent you bad examples,
And now your heart has changed.
Your soul has changed.
You have changed.
Is it unfair of me to give up?
Or is it worse for me to stay?
I wish I knew, for this
Plagues me almost daily.
Years ago I pushed you away
Because I noticed
You changing.
But then I realized it was much worse
To lose you.
I can't tell if I still
Feel the same.
The only thing I'm certain of
Is that
You changed.
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