Temporary
I haven’t quite reached changes’ change.
You have yet to reveal yourself.
Whatever shape shifting form you approach me in,
I will be here. In the same spot you left me.
You remember don’t you?
The place where I kept coming back to?
Never could quite shake it.
When I went away, I was told change was constant.
Constant, yes. But always temporary.
Because here I’am again, right back where I started.
I was deceived with decisions and tricked by choices.
But I swear I never left. I’m still here, It’s still me.
I won’t pretend anymore if that meant you would come back,
if that meant you would stay.
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