ChatGPT (again)

A blogger friend of mine (Locomente) wrote a poetic blog post. In that I wrote as a comment: 

I loved it (the lines). “Then our paths drifted. We grew apart”. I don’t know how to turn these lines into poetry. 

Since I have been playing with ChatGPT nowadays, I thought I would ask it to write a poem for “Then our paths drifted. We grew apart”. Here is the ChatGPT generated poem. What do you think? 

Once upon a time, our paths intertwined, 

Our lives were entwined, our futures aligned, 

We laughed, we cried, we shared our dreams, 

Our friendship was a bond, or so it seemed. 

But as time passed by, our paths diverged, 

Our interests changed, our passions submerged, 

The things that once united us, no longer did, 

Our conversations turned stale, our laughter hid. 

Then our paths drifted, we grew apart, 

The ties that once bound us, no longer in our heart, 

We went our separate ways, and though we tried, 

To keep the connection alive, it slowly died. 

But the memories we shared, still remain, 

A reminder of a time when we weren't in vain, 

Though we may never cross paths again, 

The moments we had, will forever remain. 

So farewell, my friend, I wish you well, 

May your journey be blessed, your heart swell, 

And though our paths have drifted far apart,

You'll always hold a special place in my heart.