Don’t talk about it
Don’t spill it yet
The little sparks and paraparaxis
The little moments I think about too often

It’ll be there when we laugh with others
It’ll come back greater with every moment left unexplained
And It’ll last through the mud we trudge through now

Don’t speak about it
Don’t tell anyone you know
Don’t tip the bottle to showcase it’s glow
You’ll only spill it
Just let it sit, don’t let it flow
Not just yet
I think we both know

You’ve got checklists and talks to have
I’ve got my past to bury in the persistence of someone new
It can’t just yet be you