Changing

I wanted to write about changing. How it is inevitable. How we never see if coming. How it comes in the worst and best ways. Every time something or someone is able to change my viewpoint on how I see something, it absolutely stuns me. I'm truly a girl who believes in something and sticks with it, so when I change my opinion it comes with research and stress and having to physically and emotionally stretch my soul out to make room for new information. It's utterly insane how you can just look at someone and they can change a value into a disgrace. I wanted to write about changing. How once I believed that everyone had a goodness in them when now all I tend to see are black holes walking around on two feet. How once I thought when you love someone it was forever when now I feel an emptiness where you use to live. How I remembered you being the best part of me and now all I remember are these little broken fragments that lie within me and the tears that rolled as you walked away that last night. I wanted to write about changing. About how I wondered if I ever changed you. About how you changed me. About how change, whether it was for better or worse would always be just that. Change.