Fire Keeps On Burning
Okay, so it wasn’t such an early night last night, but I feel that when we talked, we got to the point of wanting to see each other. Don’t doubt it that when I say I would drive and go see you, I would. I just think it was because you were drinking that those emotions came out stronger and you looked beyond the rules. Whatever it was, I wanted to see you just as bad baby. Hopefully you’ll still want to see me Saturday. If you don’t, then I understand.
I found that it was hard to sleep last night. Again, knowing you were there and I was here. We texted for a little longer after we talked. It sent me into sweet dreams. So sweet it was hard to wake up this morning and go about my day. I just wanted to run to you. I carried on, did the stupid dough run. When I was at Pizza Delight I checked the schedual, and I do work that Saturday and I can’t really trade it with no one because my mom and Irene work during the day, John and Jessica that night. The only person I could ask to take that shift is Jeremy, so I could do that when I see him next. The only thing is, is that Jeremy speficically asked for weekends off and got them…BUT then again I closed for him when he couldn’t make it Monday night. Hopefully he’ll return the favour. If he doesn’t baby, then I can get off early that night and go up and spend the night with you and Sunday morning until I work, probably around 5. I could just ask for Sunday off, if I can’t get Saturday and stay with you until you want to go to bed. Then I go home and you go to sleep and go to school in the morning. Just let me know what you really want to do. If it was because you were intoxicated, then I understand. That is okay.
Well, the post office is open now, so I’m going to go treck down there and see if there’s anything for me. I don’t have any plans today until I work, so I’ll be around the house. I know you’re sleeping in so I don’t expect anything written for a while baby.
I love you my beautiful girl.
**It’s beautiful baby. Absolutely perfect. Everything about the frame is breathtaking. Perfect picture. Perfect frame we’re in. Perfect love that we share. That was the only thing in the mail though baby, I will keep checking for the letters. You’ve just brough so much happiness to my day right now. I love you. I fucking love you. I hope you’re resting well. <3
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