Change

Change.

Yes, people change.

I see you changing.

Little by little.

By the environment you live in.
By the people you talk to.

I want to save you from changing.

But what else can I do.

It's your life.

It's your choice.

Who am I to you?

Do you still see me?

Do you know that I still exist?

I am no one.

Not even a part of your world anymore.

Not even included in your decisions.

Not even a single dot in your mind.

Not even a single space in your heart.

But I want to save you.

I want to save the person I used to know.

I don't want to be a stranger in your world.

As I look at you and you walk passed me.

Staring at you but your staring at the world.

As if you own it. As if it won't leave you.