Change.

Change is not a good thing, Neither is it bad. Change could just be development, Change could just be sad. Like moving from your hometown, Or the grieving death of your dog. Unfamiliar faces, Memories erased from the fog. Forgetting people you loved, Forgetting everything you learned. Changing yourself, Like with a new style or even a perm. You can't stay here, Move another mile. It can't be the same, Not even for a while. We have to change, We have to grow. But the memories you hold, It's not something to throw.