I sit here and reflect,
We used to be close,
Will we ever get that back?
Only time will tell, I suppose.
Memories linger like whispers in the air,
Laughter shared, secrets bare,
But distance grows with every day,
Will the path to you fade away?
I think of the moments, the dreams we spun,
The light-hearted jokes, the races we’d run.
Yet shadows creep in, doubt starts to swell,
In the silence between us, a story we can’t tell.
But hope lies dormant, waiting for its cue,
Like the dawn that breaks after the night’s dark hue.
Perhaps one day we’ll find our way,
And rediscover the bond that time can’t fray.
So I sit here and reflect,
With a heart full of wishes, a soul to connect,
For though life may twist like a winding road,
I’ll hold onto your memory, like a precious ode.
M.A.D. Works 