If

If people weren’t constantly changing,

then we would have all the time in the world.

But they are.

 

One day you might be you, and the next you might be someone else.

I live in fear

thinking that one day I might see you

and not see you.

That I might notice the shell of the person I used to know

but miss the connection we once shared.

 

So let’s not wait until we’re two different people,

and make this moment

that you’re you,

and I’m me,

count.

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