In the garden where our laughter bloomed,
We wove dreams under the crescent moon.
Promises whispered in the twilight’s breath,
Unseen shadows of deceit were left.

Your smile was a ray of morning sun,
Yet behind those eyes, secrets spun.
Words that once held the strength of gold,
Now lie brittle, broken, and cold.

The trust we built, like castles of sand,
Washed away by the tide’s cruel hand.
Echoes of your friendship, now a distant shore,
Drift away, lost forevermore.

Yet in the silence, a lesson learned,
Through the pain, wisdom earned.
The heart may mend, though scarred and sore,
From the touch of a friend, who’s a friend no more.