The One Constant

This moment is already gone. 
It's just a memory now. 
And the rest of it? 
Never actually happened. 

Right now, 
everyone you know 
is busy with their lives. 

And you've been sitting here, 
all night long... 
staring into space, 
wondering... 
if it's time for you 
to move on. 

You're questioning 
the meaning of everything... 
and somewhere in that spiral, 
you realize— 
you're always there, 
always showing up 
for the ones you love. 

You give them everything— 
everything you've got, 
everything you ever could. 

But who's there for you? 
It's never enough, isn't it? 

Because,
when it comes to giving back— 
they never do. 

All they do, 
is take... 
and take... 
and take... 
until there's nothing left, 
nothing— 
but the quiet ache 
you keep for yourself. 

But look around... 
really look— 
and tell me, 
what do you see? 

You're alone. 
You've always been alone. 

And you want to know why? 
Because you're afraid. 

You're scared of changing 
the one constant 
you've never dared 
to change: 

Yourself. 

And deep down,
you've always known... 
it's always been due to 
your inexplicable fear— 
of change... 
the fear you've never really
quite learned... 
how to name.