"And the best and the worst of this is, That neither is most to blame. If you have forgotten my kisses, And I have forgotten your name." Now there's a poet who lays it on the line. None of this sloppy sentimentality about love that is eternal, undying, everlasting. No sir! Like everything else, love comes and love goes. Of course, there are those people who have better memories than others. They have problems!