I wait in the shadows of your absence,
The echo of friendship ringing hollow.
Once, we were twin stars in the sky,
Guiding each other through the dark.
Now, your words come slowly,
Drifting like leaves in autumn winds.
You say you’re lost in books,
But the silence speaks volumes.
I reply to your fleeting messages
With the haste of a heart still loyal,
While your replies wander through days,
Lost in the labyrinth of your new life.
I stand on the edge of our bond,
Not wanting to sever what once was pure.
Exhaustion tugs at my spirit,
Yet I fear being the one to end us.
Perhaps we can remain as distant stars,
Connected, but no longer burning together.
Friends, not best friends,
A softer glow in the vast expanse.
Still, I cherish what we had,
A friendship like the tender petals of spring.
But now, let us drift gently apart,
Finding new orbits, seeking new skies.