Change

When I first met change I was swept off of my feet. Change took me to the places that I loved And made me feel loved in the process. Together, Change and I took off Running through adventure after adventure together Often becoming tired yet incredibly happy as well. But I’d love to destroy Change For Change is what tore me apart. Change decided to pick me up in his lanky arms one day and Carry me to a place no longer safe. Change abandoned me when I needed him most And when I cried for a way out of my troubles. Sometimes Change would come back, however And give me false hope. He’d leave as soon as he came Leaving me in the dust. When I decided I was fed up with Change Sick of him and his flakiness and unpredictability I decided to leave him behind. He would never influence me again. He wouldn’t change who I was or what I did. I dropped everything And seized control. But who was I to control Change? He only pursued me all the more. Change and I are connected In a way that I never realized. We can’t sever our ties. Change still chases me Though I always resist through both the good and the bad But he’s persistent; he’ll never give up. For Change is necessary.