Life, existence, all that there is

Simple, safe, and boring

Complaicent days that drift away

Morning after morning

A monotonous cycle that never breaks

Competitions with the lowest stakes

A slur of words with their meanings never landing

And memories drifting, nonwithstanding

Nothing notable, unique or strange

Until that day, that single change

The day when she came into my life

Until that day, filled with light

She came to me on a day of rain

A droplet of sun on a day of clouds

A ray of light that parted the crowd

She shone with a light only I could see

A desolate of fireworks meant only for me

Day or night, rain or shine

I could always find her, as she was mine

With her I was safe in this dull place

Simple, safe and heartwarming

Exuberant days that drift away

Morning after morning