Change

The change was slow, menacing
at first but it just went on
till it couldn't be stopped.
Things were set in place,
that never should've been
Now things just blow upright in my face.

On my knees
like some kind of dog,
On my hands
I can't see your face
it's hidden, in a fog.

Creeping along,
a dark stalker in the night,
it was bound to happen,
and cause severe blight
to what could've been
something so right.

Your change is something
that I always feared to be true.
But now that it's here,
there's nothing I can do.

Nothing I can do to save you,
but..you don't want to be saved.
Because..life's too good right now.
Too good for..this sole soul you have touched.