When I heard Carrie Bradshaw on Sex and the City say, "Some people are settling down, some are settling, and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies," I felt compelled to write something. The majority of single women whom I see are struggling with wanting to get married and wanting to hold out for a man they feel terrific chemistry for-nothing less than butterflies.
Initially, I found them stupid, sentimental and full of fictitious characters revolving around the heads. Then one day I thought I found him. On certain occasions, surrounded by our friends, I looked at him and felt certain I had met the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Quite simply, he was my soul mate. We were desperately in love and had our future life together mapped out.
First we would save to buy our own home, then would come a romantic wedding ceremony and children would follow. You see, I never did find another man who offered everything he did, who understood me and loved me like he did. Someone who was my best friend as well as my lover.
Then one day, a friend of mine, sends me pictures of roads. She writes: 'Wouldn't you just love to walk down this one? Just to see where it would lead you?'
They are long and leafy and often there is a curve round which you cannot see. It felt like I was watching him turn the corner in the road, leaving me and going somewhere else. And then, although we were still together, I lost him completely. He had fallen out of love with me, and I didn't fight for him.
Our relationship is like a great fat book, a soap of the highest caliber. I had got to know and love all the characters within it. I wanted to know what they'd do next. My heartbreak was like losing the only copy in print, when I'd been so gripped, so enthralled by it, and knowing it will lost forever.
Initially, I found them stupid, sentimental and full of fictitious characters revolving around the heads. Then one day I thought I found him. On certain occasions, surrounded by our friends, I looked at him and felt certain I had met the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Quite simply, he was my soul mate. We were desperately in love and had our future life together mapped out.
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They are long and leafy and often there is a curve round which you cannot see. It felt like I was watching him turn the corner in the road, leaving me and going somewhere else. And then, although we were still together, I lost him completely. He had fallen out of love with me, and I didn't fight for him.
Our relationship is like a great fat book, a soap of the highest caliber. I had got to know and love all the characters within it. I wanted to know what they'd do next. My heartbreak was like losing the only copy in print, when I'd been so gripped, so enthralled by it, and knowing it will lost forever.
