MY DEAREST
My dear, my dear, I remember those days— When we were children, wild and free, We played, we fought, we laughed, we grew, And through it all, you meant so much to me. But then a rumor, cruel and cold, Spread like a shadow, taking hold. And though my heart still knew your light, I let the distance steal our trust. Oh, precious soul, how are you now? Still fighting battles, all alone, In this foolish world that never spares A heart so heavy, yet so hollow. I should have known you better—oh, little one, But now you've grown, you stand alone, Braving storms with quiet pain, Still carrying wounds no one can see. And all I can do is pray for you, My friend, my dearest, lost in time. If fate rewound, I'd change it all— I wouldn’t let you fade away. Father… forgive me...
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