Seventh Thought

I have come to understand, that we all change
(Writing that statement frightened me alot more than I thought it would)
We are all aware that we change, but it's something like a natural disaster
We know it exists but subconsciously refuse to acknowledge it could happen to us
Or people we know
It hurts us the most when people we love change
Even if it's for the better
Maybe we're scared that we won't be able to love this new person
So instead of trying to know them, we cast them away preemptively

I was thinking today maybe I should go to school in the city, and live there
In one way or another
I might change
In fact I think I would, for worse or for better?
Would I be colder and meaner? Or maybe just smarter and more independant?
Would you still love the new me?

I realize that you changing scares me because on some level I'm trying not change
My fear is that the new you and the old me won't be compatible
The clearest solution is the hardest
I must change too
And with luck, the two new people who arise from the husks of our old selves will love eachother too
Maybe not like we love each other now, but in a different way, maybe even in a better way