Ask and I Won’t Lie

Have you ever asked a question, late?

Where you were prompted to ask by the situation,

When the answer to you was subtly known,

Yet the delay triggered a different outcome?

Knowing the answer now,

You wish to have chosen a sooner perception,

Since that response was always what you waited for,

Except you were naive,

You doubted your hope and found your want to be strange,

Yet her answer was to never change.

With time the stakes grow old,

They get dragged down before you can withhold,

And If you can put yourself where during the question she was,

Your questions will never again take a pause.