Eight Years

The boy I have always loved

Eight years later
And every song I hear
Is still about you
Eight years later
And those blue eyes
Still haunt me
As clear as the memories
Of you and me
That I will always remember
From walking home
After school
Laughing, running after each other
To sharing a bed
Hearing the noises you make
But your heart does not beat for mine
It never has
It never will
And eight years from now
Will I remember you
As the boy who broke my heart twice
Or as the boy who mended it twice?