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
Just waiting. Also wish I didn't have to rhyme in almost every stanza but oh well