Here I was

Wandering wherever,

Visiting whenever,

Yet I'd always travel alone.

I'd always be the only one who knew,

Which only made being alone

Seem all that more lonely.

And then I found you.

Or, perhaps, you found me,

Or whichever way it worked,

But it worked,

And that's what matters.

Still, just as all good stories,

Ours must come to an end.

I hope you remember the good times,

Even through all the troubles we've overcome together,

Just as I'll remember every good moment spent with you.

Yes, I'll remember every moment of that brief time you were with me.

In both my hearts, you'll always be my companion.