You were just there, sitting behind me in every lesson
I didn't really know you cos there was no reason
To turn around and greet you
And I didn't really realise that long ago
Turn the clock a year and I noticed your existence
But you weren't really ever on my conscience
We never talked, didn't even exchange a word
I don't really think you were really ever heard
You were that quiet one and after all this time
All I'd ever heard was that you were fine
And I didn't really know or particularly care
But your mystery was an inviting lair
So one day I plucked enough courage to smile at you
But all you did was recoil as if it was eww
I was kinda hurt at first but didn't mind
Cos you weren't that important at the time
Forward a bit and another term has passed
I noticed you reading a book from my past
I had seen that novel and read it quite a lot
And gave you a gift as your face turned hot
You looked rather red and mumbled a quiet thank you
Not looking my way, I just smiled in return
I guess you were shocked by this random act
Cos kindness to you was not a fact
I was rather surprised as I began to look back
Cos fast forward till the third year since we met
I gave you a gift and short letter
In green, your favourite, a lucky guess
I got the gift through the summer, when you were on mind
I was drifting with my mother, near the river Rhine
Strolling down the street when it caught my sight
It looked rather pretty, it was just right
I decided to get it after you messaged me
Using the school system to say byee
To the people in our class, it was a generic reply
From a person rather hidden from the average eye
To me you wrote a personalised note
And it made my iron heart kind of float
I thought I had no feelings
But then they came, gushing out of nowhere because of you
I wrote my memo all by hand and gave it in to school
It lay on the teacher's desk that tiny tool
You responded with a very cute reply
With images and colour that enthralled my mind
Little did I realise that you were actually rather cool
And after those silent years you were rather sociable
Only through private talk, we started rather light
Talking about topics that were pretty and bright
Time passed and we had gotten rather comfortable
As our conversations ran through a cable
We became rather close as messages progressed
It started with just songs and random cartoons
But is kinda moved into something crude
We both rather liked the deeper side of life
And began mentioning nightmares and terrifying sights
He became rather interested but want to stay light
So we alternated between the dark and the bright
Sometimes it was just talk about games
Because our taste in stuff was pretty the same
You were rather more about philosophy
And I was more about the fact but that was great you see
We talked and talked and found cool conclusions
That otherwise would not have been found without one-another
Hours lapsed and so did weeks, we began to share
Telling tales was our forte so we began to spill
This was downward hill because it was easy
You and I could create faster than a breeze
Your imagination vast and organised
While mine is a chaotic rupture of fantasies
We exchanged and traded stories that were sugar and spice
Some a little darker while others rather nice
A term progressed and still, we never ever talked
You don't sit behind me anymore cos now you walk
We never look at each other
No glance, no smile no wave
Cos he's a wolf in a herd of sheep and knows to behave
While he is not normal neither am I, to be perfectly honest
I think different is the best
We now are stable, somewhat
I hope he never leaves my side
But I know he promised but promises were never made to abide
But I have trust and so does he
We both had broken hearts
But his was cold and calcified
And the fire melted it for a while
The connection is the heat
The heart's pulsating beat
He lowered his guard under me
And it makes me rather pleased
But the walls could raise and cut me off
And what we have would all be lost.
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The Aspie Boy I came to love.
PoetryThe young relationship that grew between the Aspie Boy and I...