I have had my share of Mr. Big(s) in my life. When you agree to what they are proposing, things do not pan out as you had hoped they would. When you are far far away they hunt you down, follow you and will never let you be until they have you back.  You try to keep busy and not think of the what if and why.  You submerge your heart and soul in other people’s pain to not have time for your own.

Would we have lived happily ever after?

What went wrong?

Whose fault was it?

Will we ever meet again?

Will things always be the same.

My Mr.Big has not made it to Paris yet.  I left him screaming in New York.


~ by Purple Velvet on May 24, 2010.

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