Dreaming of rain...

I guess everybody will end up going away, leaving you... Moving forward to follow wherever they are destined to be. They change or will change eventually. Although the change is good for their happiness or other's, there's a wish that they would never change. I wish everything would be the same as it is now. I wish they would never leave. Still in the desert, here I am, waiting for the rain to come... When is my turn to change ?