it was a night for
more than your sunday best
me dressed like a penguin
and her like a curtain set

and we
both had our own respective
drapes and polar pets

in a few moments
calendars turn their pages
years move a digit
ones for the month and day and
clock hands will land on 12 and
mine on empty space
this seems like it's the wrong date
both girl and time of place

cause when it zeroes out
i might find
myself
looking at the ground
and not at lights
that come down
scared to raise my eyes
in fears that i might find
her within my sights

the raising of glasses
and voices that find their strength in drink
claiming the changes
to be once the midnight rolls on in
and breath meant for her wasted on
others chattering
this feels like it was last year's thing
in a different configuring

cause when it zeroes out
i might find
myself
looking at the ground
and not at lights
that come down
scared to raise my eyes
in fears that I might find
her within my sights

moments to midnight
wave to my date within the crowd
sorry my curtain
if i stay i know that i'll be bound
to break resolutions
if a chance is found
this cycle has to end right now

cause when it zeroes out
i will find
myself
looking at the ground
instead of lights that come down
searching for her eyes
in hopes that i might find
me within her sights

and i won't drop the ball before the ball drops on this town