Crackle

I say make me certain and you do just that. I hear your voice and melt instantly. I want to drop everything and run to you. The flame is growing.

Your Baby

Good morning Baby, I miss you today. I missed you yesterday. The question is will I miss you tomorrow? I let myself be vulnerable, let my guard down. You saw me cry, you made me cry. I do not know what tomorrow will bring although I wish that I did. I wish I could see forward, be forward, fast forward to where I want to be but will you be with me? Or will it be he? He who shall remain unnamed, unknown. I want you today but will I want you tomorrow? I hope that I will. I am not sure that I will be able to shake this feeling. The urge to drop everything and run to you. You have ignited a flame within me and it burns only for you, yet there is still this feeling of uncertainty. Make me certain, my baby. Make me certain. Love, Your Baby