Did I just get replaced by a friend she met anew?
I, who was once her world, now stand outside the view.
A stranger who stepped in, filling spaces I left bare,
Now holds the place I thought was ours to share.

Our roles have shifted, like night turning to dawn,
I, the familiar, find myself withdrawn.
And he, a newcomer in the chapters of her day,
Becomes the comfort where I used to stay.

It’s strange how quickly life can rearrange,
How swiftly hearts can feel so estranged.
I drift as a memory, faint and out of sight,
While he lights her path through each passing night.