Eight years Ago

8 years ago, i saw you for the first time. We were not friends. Neither of us talked to the other. 8 years ago, i liked you. A lot. I was crazy over you. 6 years later i don't like you . I'm still crazy about you, but i think of you as family. I want you to think of me as someone you can talk to. A friend, a sister. Someone who you can count on.