In the quiet echoes of our shared past,
Where laughter once bloomed, shadows now cast.
The warmth of your touch, now a distant ghost,
In the halls of my heart, it’s you I miss the most.

We stood on promises, strong and bold,
But time has stories that are left untold.
The cracks appeared where we couldn’t see,
And love’s sweet song turned into a plea.

Nights grew longer, and words turned cold,
The dreams we had began to fold.
Misunderstandings, like a creeping vine,
Choked the bond that was once divine.

Now we stand on different shores,
Our hearts no longer beating in scores.
The journey together has reached its end,
As strangers now, we must mend and transcend.