Eyes Wide Open

The morning before I left to Casablanca, I was sleeping in Mr. Big’s bed. Well there was no sleeping going on. We were both up all night sitting in silence, literally-no words, no sex, just silence. I sat wondering if I was making the biggest mistake of my life leaving and he sat working up courage to tell me to stay.

The morning came and I sat there in bed just lying and staring at him. We were so serious with our intention and desire to be with one another yet neither of us were speaking or communicating our desire to keep it together.   

I gave him back “the pen.” The transitional object I had been holding onto for almost 2 years.  I laid it next to his pillow.  He tried to act like he was sleeping, but as I turned I felt his eyes wide open.  He was wide awake and knew I was leaving.  I was leaving out of his life forever and he did not stop me.  He just let me walk away… What can we say, it was just not meant to be or I did not give it a chance because I ran away.  A woman who just  runs away from happiness or a woman who runs from what is not meant to be?

The morning Mr. Casa left to work, he did not know it, but my eyes were wide open. I felt him kiss my cheek goodbye and felt a bit of hope, but opened my eyes and he was gone.  I was wide awake and felt a knot in the pit of my stomach.  That would be the last time I would see him.  It was a “Goodbye kiss” and my eyes were wide open to the truth. 

                    Miss Pris Leaves Mr. Bigg and Mr. Casa leaves Miss Pris