Make a haiku

counting down the days
finally instead of weeks...
i taste our first kiss.
 
waiting by the phone...
sudden, hideous flashbacks.
am i in high school?
 
Recalling our times
together as I sit here
alone but happy

Anticipating
talking, laughing, holding you
once more in my arms
 
flights delayed, cancelled...
life seems to be put on hold,
too much time for thought.
 
One single digit
That is all there is to it
Or else I will quit!

(kinda lame first attempt)
 
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