Before Your Eyes

Mom.
There's this girl I've been avoiding.

I've known her for a long time,
And we were close some time ago.
But at some point we just grew apart.

It's mostly my fault, I think.
I started prioritizing other things over her
Which I thought were more important.

But I saw her again this morning,
In the mirror.
She's changed a lot since I last met her.

She's not quiet anymore.
She's emotional.
She has a sharp tongue and lies easily.

I never noticed these changes happening,
But here they were:
She grew up.

Right before my eyes.