When Is Pearl Harbor Day?

I found the picture of us in the yard;
 somethings are lost and somethings (I guess) get found.
 You had that shirt on--you loved the Cars.
 You always wore it. I never got that sound.
 You had that cat... Just what was its name?
 I can't remember. It's not important now.
 I never wonder where you are now.
 I just forgot it. Maybe I should write shit down?
 Was that the day I lost your keys
 when we were stoned at the beach?
 Maybe someday you'll let me know.
 There was a summer, dazed in the sun
 until September... Its not important now.
 When was your birthday? Pearl Harbor Day?
 And I forgot it. Next time I'll write it down.
 I hate nostagia. It tries too hard
 to remember only the easy parts.
 Now I wonder where you are now.
 I can't forget it. Now that I wrote it down?
 Was that the day my calls were screened
 (I saw the caller ID)?
 Was that the day that I was seen
 kissing your friend on 3rd Street?
 I never thought that I was mean.
 How could I have not seen?
 Maybe someday I'll let you know.
 That was the day, that was the scene.
 I just rewrote the ending.