Changing

I move to another place, and you still at that place
Many things changes my mind, my tough, my point of view
And then I'm not the same one before I move
I'm not the person you used to now
And I don't know what's going on with you there
I don't understand the things changes you too

When will we meet again?
How can Ii tell you my stories?
How can we share everything after all those changes?
How we can talk and understand each other?
Can we laugh like we used to do before?

People do changes, but is friendship still there?
Time do changes, but will us still be the same?
Can our friendship is just the same?