Nov 29, 2008 17:11
Almost 10 years ago I stood in your kitchen at your moms house, in your t-shirt, as you cooked me breakfast. I had a small crush on you then that lasted on and off for years. You were a free as a bird and lived like a true artist lives. I knew that I could never tie you down and so we remained friends for sometime.
The beautiful pictures you took of me in your studio under the red light. I wish I had those so I could look through them now and see the fire of desire I had for you then. A small piece of memory that goes along with you.
Even after I moved out of town, every time I saw you there was always a twinkle of light in memory of our intimate encounters from so long ago. Johnny you were never not smiling it seemed. You shined with your smile and warm welcome hello’s. Even when you were in a bad mood your smiles were as if your whole body smiled. I am in California and you lay there awaiting your funeral. I hope you know that even if I am not there physically at the funeral I know your spirit feels my sorrow.
I know I am not alone with these feelings. I loved you my friend and always will….
Kisses,
Brandy