Change - Poem

“People change, do they not?”

A boy pleaded with a girl, who stood there physically but mentally left a while ago.

“Surely people change…

The day starts as morn and then becomes night.

You don’t see the morning dew in the evening.

You don’t experience the darkness during the day

Am I not like the day?

Or how about the weather?

Are we not that different than the weather we bear?

The storm becomes the sunny day.

A sky once filled with rage and wind transforms into beauty and tranquility.

Water filled rooms don’t stay and that same room is one day a room of laughter and joy, with no signs of danger.

The very town we live in, what we know our whole lives, did that not change?

The barbershop is no longer there and is a bank.

The bakery that was on the corner moved across town.

The street we drive on changed its very name.

All the world changes.

What was now is not tomorrow, so why can’t your love for me that is absent now be filled in the future?

Why can’t you see that I too can change into the lover you desire?

All around us changes, so why can’t we change as well?

And with that change you learn to love me?

Why? Why can’t that be?

People change do they not?

I change.

You change.

Our relationship can change, can it not?”

The girl did not respond for a moment.

“No. I will never love you.

I am not the weather.

I am not the sun.

I am not the town.

I am not any of that.

My heart knows what it wants, and that is not you.

All that you named have no feelings.

Does the sun ever have passion for someone?

Does the storm know of lust?

Can the town tell you how to feel?

No, they are forces that show not change but consistency.

As you said, the morning becomes the night.

The storm becomes the sunny day.

The empty store becomes the filled venue.

Is that change?

Or is that consistent behavior of the forces of the world?

You said it.

You know of the change, so is it change at all?

Even if you say that change is apparent in the world, you cannot change how someone feels of another.

The love I have in my heart for you is not there.

I don’t feel joy around you.

I don’t wish to be forever with you.”

She paused, knowing the truth could kill the boy.

“Why? Why must you make this so hard?

Leave like the wind you speak of!

If you wish to see change then start by removing yourself as a presence in my life!

I don’t love you.

I never did, and I never will.

That is the way it is.

Now, please leave me alone.”

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