I walk away

Ten nine eight seven

The countdown just began

Everyone praying to Heaven

Waiting, hoping, holding hands.

I’m rummaging through the crowd to find you

I see you in my future

I choose to see you

So I want to kiss you like couples do every new year to be sure

But 10% of me wants more

Wants more of the excitement you dull

Six, five, four

I see you now, your eye on the tree

So instead of kissing you into the new year

I walk away

Its hard but its better

Three, two, one

I close my eyes to open them in the new year

From today, I’m reaching for better.