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Can people really change?
The way they look at you and the world and themselves?
Well you did.

Or maybe that’s a lie.
And you never changed the way you looked at me: From up above in the end. From down below in the beginning. But never on eye-level.

I think change is the hardest thing to do. You have to do it again and again and again and again until it feels like doing something else would be a change.

Either way, I don‘t believe that you can change. That you will ever come my way. You won’t pick me up. You won‘t stay. You won‘t. I don’t believe.

But I can change my perception of you. Again and again and again and again.
Until seeing you and me as anything different than two people would be a change.