In the silence, her laughter lingers, Echos a friendship spun with tender fingers, Now lost in the space of time.Her smile was the sun at dawn, Her words, a gentle breeze, But now she's gone, and I am drawn, To memories that tease.In dreams, I hold her hand once more, A love that couldn't be, A bittersweet and aching core, Of what she meant to me.©techr3xxx
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