Time has blown you away from me like strong winds,
Scattering our laughter into echoes lost in the breeze.
Each gust carries fragments of who we were,
Leaving behind shadows of cherished memories.

I hope you don’t forget what we have shared,
The unspoken promises that once tied our souls.
The world was smaller, simpler, kind,
A canvas where our dreams took hold.

It seems like it was only yesterday when we were kids,
Running through fields of wildflowers, our hands intertwined.
The sky stretched endlessly, painted in hues of hope,
And every dawn was a story waiting to be defined.

Do you remember the swing beneath the ancient oak,
Its creak a melody we swore would never fade?
Or the secret hideout near the bubbling stream,
Where our laughter danced like sunlight in the glade?

How swiftly the seasons...