Notepad

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You've always been like an old friend
Even when we just met
All those years ago
How long has it been?
I was just a kid
Looking for answers
Looking for ways to explain who I am
Sometimes people couldn't listen
And I was alone
But I found you
We were best friends
From the moment
I found you

I picked up a pen
And started to write
Pretty soon you were covered in words
And at night we just stay up and talk sometimes
I write down my thoughts
And you listen
You understand who I am
We're together on this

You know all the anger Inside
All the tension, the broken, the darkness I hide
You don't mind
You let me share a piece of my mind
Sometimes I wonder, if you were a person
Would you just up and fly
And leave because of the things I have told you?
Most other people would, but not you

This all started because I wanted to hide
Just wanted to escape all the problems Outside
We still don't go a day without talking
Even if it's at four in the morning
And sometimes I look back to the old pages
'Cause my whole life, I've gone through these stages
I've made a lot of mistakes
You never gave up on me
We'd hide in the closet
And just write through the whole thing
We'd just write till I felt it was okay

You and me, we'd write about the stuff that didn't make sense
The stuff I was feeling that I couldn't forget
'Cause we knew someday I'd need to read it again
And know I can get through now what I got through then
And I'd tell you about all the good times
Because sometimes I forget all the good times
I know they are there, but it's easy to forget
Or to reminisce and think they're not coming back
But the clouds break away
And the sun shines through
And we're still living through it all
We turn the page and write another day

We'll keep on writing like we always have
'Cause there are people just like me who understand
Some won't get it
They'll see you and me, see me writing
But they'll shrug it off like it's nothing
Some will understand though
People going through the same things I do
Trying to find who we are
Maybe we never will
But at least we're not alone

I pick up a pen
And start to write
You're covered in words now
From the late nights
When we just stay up and talk sometimes
I write down my thoughts, and you listen
You understand who I am
You're my notepad

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