talking to kel
2002-07-08 ~ 3:54 a.m.

i lit a candle for you...and feel a need to push through and help you rest, just for a while...but i made a promise, so i will settle for lighting a candle...more or less.

i took my meds...waiting and waiting for them to work.

i want to cup your worst dreams in my hands and blow them away like a fallen eyelash. replace them with the sweet sticky residue of cotton candy, the vertigo of a first kiss that fuels passion, the smell of trees, leaves, pine, bailed hay and incense...

these things should not be haunted, these precious hallways where tender feet tread...i will not bear it.

and on a kick ass note...i am talking to Kel, my Kel...from the good old days of the Polo Club, and beer drinking. My best Texan and her frenchman who ran away to live in paris without me. that is probably why i went crazy...haha, just kidding! and Kel, if you read this...much love to you and jean!!!

~Vamp~

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