5 years later
I still remember the day when I met him; it was like all the strings of my heart got their tune. He completed me. But when has life ever loved me. First losing my parents then losing Taylor and now him. The worst part is I know he is out there but the situation I am in; I can never go back to him. Maybe I don’t want to go back either. There is not a single day in this past 4 years that I have not thought about him, every step I take there is always a great memory attached to it. But no memory was powerful enough to wipe that nightmare.
4 years ago, I left my life of glamorous life, home in NYC and very single people I knew from that life. I ran away again. But now I am on my private jet back on my way back to the same place where it all begun. That city knows me; th
