Beau

Basicaly a meditation on what ive now realized was a foolish fling. but it taught me.

  Beau

Why am I still shivering
The colds  a long ways gone
It feels so right to kiss you
Though I know it's very wrong

You teach me what I thought I knew
A lack of knowledge more vital
Than professors lips can spew

What took me a year to be with him
You took three days in lieu
Of a longer time that we don't have
Which stabs me now straight through

One can hope to find a sole love
But you taught me I don't have to choose
Because right now I'm young and free
And blissfully wistful with you.