We once turned the pages of our lives,
Together, side by side, we'd thrive.
Laughter echoed through the halls of time,
As memories were written, line by line.

But now, those pages are torn apart,
The words we spoke, a distant heart.
The ink has faded, the lines have blurred,
And what remains is a sorrow that's stirred.

I hold on to fragments of what was,
A faded photograph of laughter's past.
The memories I treasure, now but a haze,
A reminder of a friendship that's lost its way.

We once shared secrets, hopes, and fears,
But now, the...