Eclectic Spatula (eclecticspatula) wrote, @ 2003-08-11 21:53:00

Current mood:	indescribable
Current music:	I'll Be Missing You - Puff Daddy

hands, skin, whispers, breath, lips, eyes, silence, you...
Saturday night, smiling..touching.. holding..kissing.. whispering sweet nothings... drinking...
I danced! Everyone knows I don't dance.. but we did, and I had fun and didn't want to leave your side.

Hold me close again, whisper those words... I was intoxicated before I started drinking and long after I stopped...

My best friend came very close to death on Friday night, or should I say around 6am Saturday morning... I cried just thinking about how lucky I am he's alive. I love you fool.

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