What do we give up when we change?

Do we just grow? adding new information to our mind?

or is it deeper, like forgetting who you once were.

I know it comes like a rising tide. unnoticeable until you drift off to sea.

I know that it can be as strong as a tsunami and as forceful as a hurricane.

I know that it can lift people up and carry them to new lands

I also know that something is lost in the typhoon of growth; something is left behind when you are carried up in the gust of change.

I know what is left behind was once thought to be truth, I know that it was close to the heart.

I know that you were bound to it and that it would not let go of you.

I know that it hates knowledge and an open heart.

I know that it tries its best to work its way back into your life.

I know that the thing you left behind is ignorance