You said: We should talk like it was breaking news And I showed up in my maybe-seducing shoes You looked nervous, I looked bored You leaned in close, I checked the door Your cologne said maybe, your eyes said soon The Moon was watching, so was the room We were almost something But you blinked too soon Seventeen seconds to midnight You almost kissed me but changed your mind Like, cool, no pressure, just my whole night Built around your maybe this time You held the moment like a champagne glass Then spilled it, slow, like secondhand class Seventeen seconds, I stood there cute Midnight struck– And you said: Shoot I practiced comebacks in the mirror light Should've gone with bye, or boy, not tonight But I just smiled like a well-trained fool You said: You look nice Thanks, so do you We were poetry waiting to misbehave But you left us stuck on the almost-page We were almost reckless But you played safe Seventeen seconds to midnight I was one deep breath from changing your life And you were one soft no from breaking mine You held back–how original, right? We danced around it like a prom cliché I wore glitter, you wore maybe someday Seventeen seconds, then you let go Midnight hit And I said: Figures though You had your shot, babe, spoiler alert I don't do sequels when the draft still hurts Call me dramatic, call me a mess But at least I would've leaned in, I guess Seventeen seconds to midnight Felt more like a lifetime under strobe lights I deserved the kiss, or the crash, or both Not your polite little almost-oath So next time you're thinking: Maybe think fast 'Cause this girl doesn't wait for the past Seventeen seconds, now I'm long gone Midnight came And I moved on