Those Wasted Days

Every now and again I think about you. Wonder if it ever got easier. Wonder if the negativity paid off. Wonder if anyone ever cared as much as I did. As I still do. I remember the good times and bad. I remember the time we stayed out all night, and how we didn't sleep. I remember all the times we talked all day and wasted time just being us.  I remember all the things I wanted to tell you. I remember the time we had popsicles on that corner. I miss the way we used to fit together like puzzle pieces. Maybe I just thought we did. Maybe it was just all in my head. Maybe I wasted tears and feelings. Maybe you felt the same and were afraid I would reject you like all the others before. I used to think that I would always hate you and never want to hear from or about you, but as time passes the bad and hurt passes and only the good and nice remains. Do you ever remember or wonder?