still waiting

i'm going crazy
the minutes have never gone by so slowly
without you here to help them along
there's a reason i never get to places early
i can't stand the wait
the not knowing
the restlessness that needs to launch me from this sitting position to leap about and pummel the air
the heaviness of the near tangible anticipation
i can't breathe straight
i'm hurting to the point of tears
the first tears since
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save me

now,
dammit.

these tears taste saltier than i remember..