We fought, we lost our way,
But I still remember the days.
Even through the hurt, the tears,
You were the one I held most dear.
No matter what we couldn’t say,
Just having you close, was enough, anyway.
In silence, in those quiet moments shared,
I knew you were the one who truly cared.
Now, when I dream, you’re still there,
A presence that comforts, beyond compare.
We try to talk, but words fall short,
Yet just being near, was the truest sort.
Time has passed, but I see it clear—
The warmth of your presence, always near.
Not in anger, not in regret,
But in the love we had, I won’t forget.
