Uncertainty

Im not sure whether tomorrow waits for me as death may meet tonight.
Being uncertain about my future,
I kept the last flower of my garden for you as I did with the first one.
Being not sure about my life,
I left the last thought unnamed, as I don't remember the first.
Being confused about my visions,
I want my last sight to be your face
as you remained since the first.
Being ignorant about future knowledge, I held the last voice without articulate, as I promised.