Change

One year has passed and we have grown very apart,
And I am so happy to find the chains no longer bind me.
From now on, I will never see you again,
I will never be reminded by the face I see.

I have changed completely,
And yet, the past still knocks on the door to my heart.
It wants in, and I want it in.
But order calls for the change to depart.

I'm falling back,
Setting myself up for the same thing you've pulled against.
I wanted, no, I want to pull, too.
But this knock is breaking my heart's door. I'm convinced.

Look at me now; have I learned nothing from your change in me?
I can't escape myself.
I have not changed.
I cannot change.

I wish I could call for help, your help.
But you're not there, you've long departed:
Different, complete, at peace.
And I, right back where I started.