You called it "Casual Friday," nothing too deep,
We spent our days together, promises to keep.
You made me feel something I’d never before,
Only to leave me with whispers, nothing more.

Now I'm left with echoes, where your voice used to sing,
Lost in the wild, where shadows cling.
The emptiness lingers, a void that won't fade,
In the mess you've made, where memories cascade.

-wrtrlhy