In the corridors of time, she lingers,
A constant, unwavering presence,
Though distance now divides our steps,
Her essence remains my soul's essence.

We no longer converse as we once did,
No longer side by side as in days of old,
Yet she was the sunlight to my shadows,
My confidante, my heart's stronghold.

Together we laughed in the waning days,
Of our shared schoolyard mirth,
Unaware those moments were fleeting,
The last echoes of our cherished worth.

She battled for me, fierce and true,
Nurtured me like a tender seed,
Her care, a blanket in life's chill,
A sister's love, all I would ever need.

Her beauty transcended mere sight,
In the dance of her ever-changing face,
Her nonsensical words, a melody,
That still echoes through time and space.

These memories, etched with a gentle ache,
Reside within, a bittersweet refrain,
For she, my friend, remains constant,
In the chambers of my heart's domain.
~Rupa