You used to be yourself
The you that made me feel special
The you that made me smile
Why are you changing
I loathe this kind of change
You are beginning to feel like a stranger
The comfort, the peace that I had when you were around
Is fading away the more I get to know you
Where is that you?
That comforting you
That loving you
That sweet you
Imagine a rainforest changing into a desert
I miss you
The real you
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