Change

Change 

Change is as consistent as life itself

I wish I could've saw this before I became attached

Instead I lived in a fantasy with the one I though I loved

Her best was always more than enough 

But as the seasons changed the feelings faded

Happiness from the last two years turned to anger

Enjoyment was sucked from everything I had once loved

Life won't stop though, so I have to move on

Because change is constant

This poem is about: 
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