The sun peaks high over head,

The war has begun,

Mud, flung with laughter,

Ruins our hair and sullies our clothes.

“Smile”… the flash of the camera,

Our luminous eyes and gap-teethed grins frozen forever.

... The only thing we can ever expect to stay the same is change…

The laughter continued from the monkey bars,

You sat, smirking, but your eyes betrayed you,

You still loved me,

But you loved the dream of them more,

So you turned your back,

Conforming to the masses, and ignoring the invisible.

... The only thing we can ever expect to stay the same is change…

Soaring, higher and higher,

Arms outstretched towards the approaching clouds,

We swing, together, closer to the sun,

Reaching for the unattainable,

Blissful with the sun on our faces,

And our hands clasped together.

... The only thing we can ever expect to stay the same is change…

Cheeks still damp, eyes red-rimmed,

We sat, blanketed in silence,

As the moon shone harshly upon our embracing figures,

Your finger brushed my tears away,

As you pulled my head to your chest,

“I’ll always be here”.

... The only thing we can ever expect to stay the same is change…

You’re wasted, or stoned, or maybe both,

The things you once scorned and avoided,

Now a regular occurrence in your life,

You say you hate it,

Yet you chose that clique,

Forgetting our memories in the haze of drugs, sex, and too much alcohol.

... The only thing we can ever expect to stay the same is change…

Singing, loud and off-key,

Alcohol coursing our veins,

We danced as one day finished and the next began,

Our laughter echoed,

And we giggled, arms around each other,

Just as always.

... The only thing we can ever expect to stay the same is change…

The sun rose over the ocean,
Yet you were no longer beside me,

I sat alone,

Expended in my solitude.

The wind sifted through the sand,

And I hugged myself, for you weren’t there to do it for me.

... The only thing we can ever expect to stay the same is change…

The blood pooled beneath me,

Screams, car horns, so much noise,

Yet your voice was the most clear, your petrified yell,

You were there, hands finding mine as if they’d never parted,

And for the first time in our lives,

I was the one that slipped away from you.

... The only thing we can ever expect to stay the same is change…