The time has come again
Slowly walking down the steps
To where she would have been

If only they were seventeen

Waiting patiently

He stood between a fraying seam
Hiding from himself
As well as everybody else


Without permission
His face became wet

He thought that he learned
How to not get upset
From folded notes in envelopes

"Meet me beneath the moon"
Don't go too soon
She went too soon


The time has come again
Slowly walking down the steps

To where she would have been
If only they were seventeen