You told me you liked to ask me out on holidays because then you would never forget the anniversary. I always felt that was sort of cruel and odd but you looked towards a future of happiness and I saw a break up.

Timing was never out strong suite and I am not quite sure how we got to this point in our lives eight years down the road. I still think about you every single night before bed.

It's windy today and stormy. It's not funny and yet I laugh because the last time I saw you it was raining... And you took me to the airport to say goodbye.

You asked me to stay but I had a plane to catch.
You asked me to marry you but I had a life to get.
You asked me to love you but I had to love me first.

I asked you to come home but you had a reason to stay.
I asked you to marry me but you changed your mind.
I asked you to love me... But you ignored all my love.

Eight years later and we are just as dysfunctional as we used to be back in those high school days. Eight years later and we still can't figure out if we are meant to be together.

Eight years later and I still think about you every day.