No, I don't want to change you,
but you wouldn't grow
if you didn't, and stayed the same.
No I don't want to change you,
but reality is that
the point of living is to become.
No, I don't want to change you,
but you will evolve,
and you'll say that I'm to blame.
No, I don't want to change you
but, truth be told,
you, at least, gained some new wisdom.
No, I don't want to change you,
but, more than that,
I mostly don't want you to change
me.
she is made of cigarettes and magic
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spring-cleaning-3/
