Just wait until 17

“We’ll come out when we’re seventeen.”

I don’t wanna wait til seventeen

“We’ll be together at seventeen”

I can’t wait til seventeen

“We’ll finally date at seventeen.”

I won’t wait until seventeen

“babe, we’ll be free at seventeen.”

I wanna be seventeen.

I wanna be seventeen now

It sounds like such a childish thing to say.

But waiting isn’t an option.

Why can’t we be seventeen?

The years are just blank spaces of time

Useless space

No space will ever be useful, not until I have you

365 days.

Just a few more of those until seventeen.

12 months.

Just a few more of those until seventeen.

One year.

Just a few more of those until seventeen.

But all I wanna see on the calendar is one week until seventeen. One day until seventeen. Seventeen.

But when we turn seventeen

Will we still hug the way we used to?

Will you still love me just the same?

Or is seventeen just another excuse

Made up by the universe

To throw our love away?

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