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There was a time, not long ago, When we stood close, hearts aglow. Sharing joys, the highs, the lows, A bond unshaken—so it goes. But rivers flow, the tides must turn, And life has lessons we must learn. Not all hands are meant to stay, Some must part and find their way. No harsh words, no bitter fight, Just quiet steps into the night. No doors were slammed, no bridges burned, Only pages softly turned. We hold no weight, no lingering past, Only love that gently lasts. Not in presence, not in name, But in knowing we once came. So let them walk, and we will too, With open hearts, with skies so blue. Not all endings bring out pain— Some just shift, like summer rain.