memory #3,918
the day i wore my tight new shoes to school it was raining & i was cursing myself for buying the pinkest daintiest heels on the rack. they clacked loudly against the linoleum & people would turn to look, & then turn away again as if disinterested in anything else but the loud shoes, as if i didn't deserve to wear heels. the shoes forced me to walk upright, to carry myself on pinpoints, to pretend i was deaf to the sound of my own footsteps
& walking down secwalk trying to ignore the people watching me go, i walked past gab, who grinned widely but didn't stop even as he said loud & clear in that purring voice "yes petra, keep walking, i love that sound,"
& oh gab i think of you every day & even when this initial hurt fades i'll remember how you got me to walk tall in the most uncomfortable of shoes, in the most inclement of weather
i hope they got high heels where you are
& walking down secwalk trying to ignore the people watching me go, i walked past gab, who grinned widely but didn't stop even as he said loud & clear in that purring voice "yes petra, keep walking, i love that sound,"
& oh gab i think of you every day & even when this initial hurt fades i'll remember how you got me to walk tall in the most uncomfortable of shoes, in the most inclement of weather
i hope they got high heels where you are