Wasted Time

If it wasn’t for her inability
to distinguish subtlety
If it wasn’t for his knack
For holding back
If it wasn’t for their modesty
Or ignorance
If it wasn’t for their fear
To take a chance
If it wasn’t for the noise
Of new distractions
Or the blatant disregard
Of pure attraction
Or the battle scars they wore
Left to show an old amour
Or the strength to show outright
a clear reaction

If it wasn’t for her cynical acceptance
if it wasn’t for his coy reserve
If it wasn’t for shared reticence
Or believing it wasn’t deserved
If it wasn’t for a sense
of propriety
A shared inclination
for anxiety
Her body clock aligning
With terrible timing
Or the frowning
disapproving society

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