Fleeting as it was for us
Savouring the worth
In spite of us
Latent
Somewhat blatant
In spite of her
But in way I lost my nerve
Do want to wait
But I don't understand what I don't know
But in a way my disdain isn't costing an aid out
Here I know
How could I know?
Every time I commit to aesthetic
All the while I am loathe to admit it
Every time that I say that I won't
Has started to be
A reason for me
To understand the way it was for you
A caustic wit won't evade this
Instead of waiting once
For us
Savouring the curse
In spite of us
Evasive
So abrasive
In spite of her
But in way I lost my nerve
Do want to wait
But I don't understand what I don't know
But in a way my disdain isn't costing an aid out
Here I know
How could I know?
Every time I commit to aesthetic
All the while I am loathe to admit it
Every time that I say that I won't
Has started to be
A reason for me
To understand the way it was for you
A caustic wit won't evade this
Understand the way it was for you
Truth be told it's unlikely to
A caustic wit