The seconds pour out of the clock.
The dark car on the street speeds home.
But I know that I have to wait.
I used to be patient.
But maybe the whole ordeal slowed my heart a bit.
Now each heartbeat that used to mark the minutes,
Marks the hours, and each day feels like years of my life speeding away.

You told me you would be back for me.
You said it would just be me and you, kid.
I waited, and waited, until I realized you weren’t out there waiting for me too.
And that I wasn’t the only one left waiting with no one to wait for.