Smoking the past

Ah! it hurts so much
Forgotten friends when pop up
From God knows where
Hello, C, hou'z you maan?
And, you look like a fool
You not only forgot the names
But also the faces
You remember swearing that
It was the best time you had
On drinking and other rounds
But you don't remember the names
You feel sad on not taking Carnegie seriously
Or not finishing the word power thing
It was all about memory
It still is
Thank you Lord, I am not a crow
But I still love You
Someone said that only the bad remains
So it was all good back then
Why lament?
Just hug him tight, ask for a cigarette
And get curious about his habits.
So, what are you doing these days?