This is one of two alternate endings for the series of stories: The Sun, the Moon and Stars, This Could B Us, and Roadhouse Garden.
Whichever ending you choose, or both, I hope you continue to enjoy the relationship of Prince and Dana
Just adding here because I finally made it to Paisley Park and got to 'talk' with P. I also left this lock on the memorial fence.
Somehow these words seemed fitting and appropriate. My own 'private' affair.
Anyone who hasn't been, I beg you to make it happen. Oh, yes, our P is there!
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There were certain areas you could feel him more than others. Most of my time in the building I felt 'watched'.
I did start to lose it while looking at his beautiful clothes lined up in the soundstage area, but my eyes were drawn straight-away to a life size portrait of our man. A very direct stare stopped me and his voice whispering gently in my mind, "No tears." ~ I went back to the fence surrounding PP on Monday before I left the Chanhassen area.
I started with some deep contemplation, then a deep breath and a long exhale, "Well, Prince, I guess this is goodbye."
I could see him stare at me in my minds eye as he shook his head no. "This is..." he hesitated, looking cute as he selected his thoughts, "until later."
I stared wide eyed at the fence ( and hoping no one was about to catch me having a conversation with myself.
"P, I flew for you. I don't fly," was my counter as I shook my head.
I clearly heard the smug chuckle and saw the sideways smirk. "I guess we'll just have to see about that."
I resigned to saying my 'until laters', knowing our P always gets his way.
