And no one is the same person from one minute to the next.
A brain cell dies here, a skin flakes off there,
A new nail or hair is grown.
We are only a collection of things that have been given a name.
If we live for all of one hundred times around the Sun then
We have been 52 594 876 different versions of ourselves.
And, what I am saying is –
Love me ‘til the end
And watch our selves forever change
Minute by minute.
bobby stevenson 2017