We still talk sometimes, even though im trying hard to let you go, and I still write, rhyming lines, yeah you know that ill always be a poet.
And I've still got a few good words for you, a couple more metaphors so cool like how it used to be between me and you.
And I've got at least another punchline or two, because when all's been said and done and our precious time is finally up, its important that we can look back on the past, and laugh, and never forget the good times that we had