When the good days fade away,
like whispers on the breeze,
leaving traces of laughter
in the rustling of the leaves.
We danced beneath the sun,
our hearts wild and free,
but time, with its silent footsteps,
creeps in uninvitedly.

We chased the horizon,
where dreams touched the sky,
our hopes as vast as oceans,
each moment a sweet high.
But the sands of time keep shifting,
and with them, the moments we knew,
each heartbeat a reminder
that nothing stays forever true.

The twilight of our laughter
lingers in the evening air,
each echo holds a memory,
each sigh, a whispered prayer.
We shared our deepest secrets
in the soft glow of the night,
promising the universe
that everything would be all right.

But seasons change like shadows,
and youth can only last so long,
the melodies we once cherished
fade into an old, distant song.
We walked the paths of innocence,
hand in hand through summer's glow,
yet autumn comes to claim us,
as the leaves begin to flow.

When...