Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Growing Up

You are who you always were
And I know who you'll always be
But now I think there's come a time
Neither us of truly know me.

No, not everything is different.
The same old jokes make me laugh,
I still bite my lip when I don't know what to say.
But those are different eyes shining in that photograph.

That girl was young, ready for life.
She was careless, she was naive.
She fell in love heels over head
And promised her lover she'd never leave.

But I no longer know that child,
I no longer have the thoughts of her mind.
I am changing, growing, learning,
Leaving that silly girl behind.

So please do not expect me to stay,
To keep the promises that she foolishly made.
Though I don't know the future,
I believe these next moments of pain will fade.

I loved you once, part always will.
But in my eyes, I know you can see
That the time has come, the time is now.
The girl you loved is no longer me.

1 comment:

  1. ah, how these gradual changes can seem so sudden at times.