One to An Old Friend

I remember being in high school, feels like forever ago now, and having a moment where I felt something for you, and a moment later in time where you felt something for me. Two people whose own separate universes could never line up at the same time. I also remember a fight, a big one. I think, perhaps you got into some business that was not yours. I also remember a year later. A whole year went by, and I am a different person, scarred and broken, and confused, mostly by my own self. At work, sweeping out a basement, I check my phone and bam there you are. You're apologizing for this time last year. Why? Why did you think of me now? We have all graduated and moved on with our lives, but here you are. Why am I worth it now, when I must not have been a year ago. Then, it begins. We start hanging out, not all the time, but two people who hang out with each more than anyone else. We are both busy with our own lives, so we do lots of breakfast, but is there really a better meal to celebrate with someone? Then, you met her. The girl you have been waiting on since your last heartbreak. She is new and unknown to me. I get dropped, and I just accept it, because I mean really what would I do anyways? My life goes on too, past things become current things and I find myself in a new relationship too. All good things must come to an end eventually though. It's another year later, and once again, my life is completely different. You come up out of the blue again. This time with an invitation to hang. I accept and you show up, with her. She is nice, awfully chatty though. Not really what I saw you ending up with, but she seems good. We chill and you drop me off, safe and sound. And like that, you're gone again, just a whisper on the wind. It's been some odd number of months now, and this time, I come to you. I still end up with more questions than answers. What did you want from me? Am I only worth a thought once a year? What was I to you, if anything? Why?