time for spring:

        i’m still writhing around in this body
        under the skin i’ve had all my life.
        trying to distinguish between what’s new
        and what’s still the same.
        when did this transformation begin?
                    you and i are changing
                    we’re not seventeen anymore
                    it’s been awhile since i looked closely
                    or asked and really listened
                    i just didn’t want to lose the moment
        so now, you sit here beside me, quiet
        but you might as well be a stranger
                    i thought i knew you so well
                                < i did once>
        you’re so close,
        yet there’s a distance between us i can’t gage.
                    i thought we were so tight
                                <we were once>
        i have no one to blame this time.
        i only have myself to blame this time.
        i just didn’t want to let go, and now
        i have nothing left to hang on to.
        life kept on living,
        while i stood frozen.
        and now it’s time for spring.