Change

Each time time passes..
I change..

Each time I regret..
I change..

Each time you move..
I change..

Each time they assume..
I change..

But is all these the change I need?
Who knows?
I guess I'll just..
Change..

Yet to be..

The love I have for you is
yet to be fully developed..
yet to be fully matured..
yet to be fully grown..

There is however..
A hint of progress..
but then again its progress is shackled
by distance..
by time..
by familiarity..
by commitments..

Will you still be there for me if i told you I love you but we can't be together?

The wait..
the longing..
the life..
oh the life..
*deep sigh*