that which does not change

When you turn back to look at who you were a few years back, you see that a lot has changed.

That, that has changed is fine, but that which did not change, that is surprising.

Something, in the core of me, is still the same. It wants those same things, it dreams those same dreams, it dreads those same fears, it just does not grow up.

And in a way this is my prize. That all of that heartbreak, the pain, the misery was the price I paid to keep this. that which is mine for ever and ever, that which does not change....