Our lost past

There was a time when our friendship used to mean something
that time stands forever locked in my heart
because you were my friend.

Now time has drifted us apart
torn by the merciless tentacles of this life
distant horizons
erstwhile closest buddies.

There is a time when I wish to see you
there are moments that I long to hear your voice
there are instances I wish to hold you close
to bask in the glow of your embrace
to be that person who mattered.

Now the time has gone
leaving empty footprints
embedded in the realms of a lost past
a shattered dream
a friendship betrayed

Now the memories refuse to fade
vivid they are
unwavering in their content
making me wish
if time could be made to stand.

Lamenting over spilt milk will not help
brooding over it will hurt more
 I wish I could, for a moment,
understand why things changed
to bring us to this a phase
where it hurts
to think that I once loved you.

By Pardon Gwara ( Zimbawe )

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