The Furthest Thing From Poetry.

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I can't wait
I'm excited for the day
The morning I wake up
I look across the bed
There you are
Who is it?
I don't know
But when it's time
When it's the one
I'll know.
Your hair will be ruffled
Tired eyes blinking in the morning sun
And I'll think
Something... isn't right
But then I realize
It's the opposite
Everything is okay
So now
In the present
I don't know who
But there will be someone
It's just
A matter
Of time