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Aug 2013
I Don't Write Poetry.
I Write the way I Feel.
I Don't follow any Rules.
Except that what I Write is Real.
The Way I Feel Is The Way I Write
And I Do Not Write That Often
But With Her Not Here
I Try To Fill a Void.
Because Sleep Is Scarce , Thoughts are Plenty
And  the Keyboard Always Listens.

I Guess  I Can say I Miss Her
And That I Can't Wait To See Her
But There is So Much More.
I Can't wait to Fall asleep next to Her
Wherever That May Be.
And Wake Up Next to Her Smile
That always Brings out the Best of Me

I Can't Wait For That First Hug
That Hug That Lasts Forever Yet Still Not Long Enough
I Can't Wait To Tickle Her and Just to Hear Her Laugh
A Laugh That Brings Back Memories of a PCH Hotel Room and A High School Parking Lot and So Many More
I Can't Wait To Have Her  Leg to Place My Hand On When I Drive
Most Of All I Can't Wait To Tell Here How Amazing She Really Is

I'm Really Not A Poet,
  I'm Really Just A Guy
     That Really Misses A Girl
Written by
KSK
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