Understand

Here I sit in class waiting for it to end.
Too many thoughts on my mind to even transcend.
If I were free what would I do?
I think of the best nights I had,
and somehow they are all of you.
All the times we walked around
the lake that never made a sound,
and when we talked
we could never stop,
cause that's just how we are.
Those late night phone conversations
that consist of nonsense and reality.
Sometimes it really gets to me
because I wonder
why you are the only one who understands.