Youve liked me since 6th grade.
I liked you too but you never knew.
I moved away.
You still unaware of my love for you.
I thought about you alot.
Never really getting over you.
Replaying the last thing you said to me
Over and over in my head.
Then we get back in touch.
You find out that i like you.
You still like me.

Yet again im falling for you.
We talk for awhile.
Saying and doing stuff
That i know ill regret.
You make promises i know youll break.
But i still trust you.
Then just like everyone else,
You get tired of me.
You become too "busy" for me.
If i really was what you said i was,
You wouldve made time for me.
But you never did.