I've come home to worse than this

I live in the past. That's why I like being everywhere with you. You allow me to ask, "Remember when..." and then you swallow it whole because you feel that past too. Polar opposites to the core but one rice filled dartboard to string us together. That's why it turned me on when you kissed my hand. Remember when...9 years ago? On that first date, I don't think you could see through my sunglasses, but I saw your eyes. You smiled at me when we were silent laying in the grass. It reminded me of 9 years ago. But I told you something that day, and that's why I don't know what I'm doing.