About changes

Life is not static, even though you're sitting so cool as the day yesterday, and yesterday, and yesterday again, there will always be changing. Every second that you're going through is the change.

The more time will grow more and more deficiencies that you can. The number of teeth, the process of metabolism, even memory. That increase might be something you fear or worry. As the number of wrinkles that begin to exist adorn the face, which sharpens the age of your age but reduced the contract of life on earth. Yes, the age increases the closer to death.

Aahh ... but do not think death is something that is scary. Let him pick you up later. Now is your time to have fun. Death is the greatest changes are you gonna live because after that you'll never change. While still could change, just enjoy each change.

Like when I love, love that will always change. Sometimes it's so big, other times I feel love for you was bland. It may even someday be lost as it was before we met. I don't know you and you don't know me.

Enjoy the change was because it was just like a leaf. Attending the first time as a side dish, something it is very delicious used as vegetables. Then turn into shoots that are still fresh, the generation that will continue the productivity of a leaf. Next the leaves, it did the most important thing is not just to plant where he lives, but also for the environment, the process of photosynthesis.
Inhaling carbon dioxide-toxic to humans, a complement to process food for leaf-and then produce oxygen-products of metabolism photosynthesis process, fresh air to humans.
Leaves make a positive respiration for him and for the surrounding environment.

At other times it leaves trying to defend themselves from attack crop pests, caterpillars, and all types of disorders. Surviving to its existence, and survival of trees where it lived. The leave worked hard for it because it was unable to do much when it happened.

Then the wind makes the leave enjoys its existence. Sometimes waving, nodding her head, twisting, and silent. Until it leaves the old, yellowed and dry. It's not productive anymore. Then the wind caress again. Inviting leaf stalks left. It could be the wind carry away the leaves from the tree. It could also just make it round and round before falling to the ground. The leaves were experiencing many changes.

Now I don't need to say anything to you about the changes that I went through, that you're through, we've been through. Maybe someday I feel about you grow, decrease, or disappear.

Our lives are changing every second of it even though I feel about you now still have not changed.