It was always true.
Right from the beginning i have always loved you.
But back in grade school you boys still had cooties.
Then came sixth grade and you always tried to hold my hand.
I would turn away but secretly wished you would stay.
Seventh grade rolled around and you bought me roses.
I thanked you with a kiss on the cheek.
In eighth grade i seen my friends dating and then breaking up.
I was to scared to lose you so i played hard to get.
That way you would keep chasing me and never leave.
Ninth though eleventh my love for you grew and grew.
Now we are moving out and all grown up.
Now i realize just how much i love you. you see i had a Good plan
It never blew up in my face.
Because all though out these years you have stayed.
