expected changes;

you expected the changes
but what, you didn't know
the people, and the sights, and the sounds
they change slowly.

things aren't exactly static when you have left
the world will move on
just like you did yourself
in another place, in another life.

you walk through the old places
that you once knew long ago
no more familiarity, no more friendly hellos
it's all lost in the past.

you have your memories and the good times too
it's the once upon times you can look back
but in your heart, that secret box
that is where they will stay.