A day like today is but that,
Another **** day.

Just me,
My self,
My own personal swamp.
A bed ready to share...
Next to the desk you set your hair ties on.
Above the floor you set your bags on when you visit.

But today is just another **** day without you.

But a day like tomorrow,
Oh but a day like tomorrow...

There will be hair ties on my desk,
Extra bags on my floor,
And best of all someone here to share my bed with.
So that tomorrow will not be just another day,

But a day where long distance becomes short,
Even for just a few short days.