Wake up thinking it’s just another day,
I didn’t realize it’ll be all different,
Went on to exist in my bubble where things run wild in imagination,
But when I looked around I couldn’t see you anywhere,
And suddenly it became a regularly irregular day,
No matter how many times it happens,
I can never get used to the thought of the day without you in sight,
Truthfully, I miss you every moment without,
I’m afraid of saying it for I wonder if you’ll feel afraid,
Knowing how much you’re on my mind,
Instead I think when you’ll be back from the world outside,
Maybe you’ll tell me what adventures you had there,
What interesting people you met,
I’ll fumble with telling you how much I missed you,
Cover for it with something stupid I did,
And you’ll call me an idiot,
I’ll laugh and think to myself,
Your idiot I’ll always remain,
I’ll fall asleep wondering how
Irregularly regular the day was,
Without you.