Today, was.
Or rather, "is".
But during Tomorrow, it will be "was".
Unless Tomorrow is Yesterday, then it would be "will be".

But if Tomorrow was Yesterday, then we would be living in two days:
One for Today,
And one for Today/Yesterday.

But if that were true, then life would be paradox;
And we would be fated to think about this again. (In two day's time)

I couldn't sleep last night
& that's because you weren't there.
I need you by my side at night
& here is why.
I need your warmth
when I get cold.
I need you fingers tracing my
arm to help me sleep.
I need your body
so I can feel safe.
After all, I need my
soul mate
so our hearts can sync.

I'm a secret poet.. Nobody knows..
The rhymes run down.. right to my toes,
I hide it, I'm shy, I pretend its not there,
But the rhymes pop out into the air!
They stalk me, slap me, wake me in the night...
These addictive rhymes they hold on tight!
Will they think me sloppy, emotional, deep?
If they knew of all the rhymes I keep.
I hide it still, they will never know it...
I am forever the secret poet.