We used to talk, just you and me,
Our words would flow, like a gentle sea.
But now the silence stretches wide,
A distant gap I cannot hide.
You found a friend, someone new,
And suddenly, our talks are few.
I miss the way we used to share,
Our stories, dreams, without a care.
I wonder if you think of me,
Or if our bond is meant to be.
I reach out, but the echo's faint,
A friendship fading, like soft paint.
I hope you're happy, that's what's true,
But still, I miss the 'me and you.'
If we're drifting, if we're done,
I'll cherish the moments when we were one.