In the quiet moments of twilight’s embrace,
Lies the silhouette of a time, a face,
A friend once dear, now a distant trace,
Lost in the corridors of endless space.

Eyes that sparkled with untold dreams,
Now hidden behind life’s shifting streams,
Whispers of laughter, like moonlight beams,
Fade into the night, or so it seems.

Through the seasons of joy and sorrow,
We walked hand in hand, no thought of tomorrow,
But time, the thief, our bond did borrow,
Leaving behind an echo, hollow.

Yet in the heart’s chambers, memories reside,
A friendship cherished, though worlds divide,
The silent echo remains our guide,
In dreams, together, forever we bide.