Remember Poem by Flying Lemming

All things must end they often say,
And we must go our own sweet way,
Even close friends someday have to leave.

Bestest mates as close as brothers,
Will drift away like all the others,
But memories will help us both to grieve.

Remember when... wait that wasn't you,
And how about... no that was someone else too,
And the time... hang on you were on a different train.

But always we'd... no that's not right,
And one time... no you stayed in that night,
I'm sorry what was your name again?