Stultified

Whenever you ratiocinates, i like it. Even if it's infuriating.

Whenever I dare to overthrow your lucid power, i enjoy it. Even if i feel hopeless.

I have more things to say and for a moment you almost slipped my mind. Even if i know you don't want me to.

But because of your one absurd conclusion, you made me ran away. Maybe you want it to be this way. Even if you know i'll hate you for that.