I sat here on this slightly dreary Saturday morning with a mug of steaming coffee and these words below came out of me.
and that scares me
i miss you when i don’t see you
and that scares me
i want you more than i think i should
and that scares me
though i have trouble saying it, i need you
and that scares me
i love you and always will
and that doesn’t scare me at all
OH! π
And you are welcome any Friday at 4 something at the C. House, yes indeedy…