Things Change

Things evolve,
they change and look different,
even though they are essentially the same,
and each time they look a little different,
fewer people notice.

It's like we're used to change,
the ever twisting fate that is our bodies,
our minds,
and as time goes on we see only little things.

If you look ten or fifteen years,
down the road and past the time,
it turns out that you see all the differences.
Like the difference between your baby picture,
and the picture you take at the end of high-school,
when you're not quite an adult but you're not quite anything more...
and college rears its ugly head and things turn different than before.

It's weird looking back even just six months,
because six months is all it took,
to take away my happiness,
and now I'm just a gaunt version of myself,
fatter in some ways but dead in others.