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