Change is life

Let it scatter in the wind,

the seeds I've sown.

Lest I be eaten alive by the world.

I should be devoured in love,

I should be intoxicated by it.

But freedom of the heart doesn't allow such silly things.

Dissecting the nature of identity,

molding our reflections to conform.

The questions still remain, they never change. Why are you who you are?

The rippling effect of choices.

We are the architects of destiny, after all. Setting in motion an unstoppable chain of events.

Attempting affirmation of the senses, by using our limited senses. We will inevitably fall short in understanding the depths and heights, the logics and reasons.

Life as we know it doesn't change.

Hate doesn't change.

Love doesn't change.

We change, but should never stop choosing love.