Hail the elusive, my boots and a cab
One of my best memories of him is walking back from a bar in my high-heeled boots. As usual, I was lagging. I like to think I got better at keeping up, but he probably just learned to slow down. It was helpful that in this particular memory we are both drunk and we have to take a break on a set of church steps. All I remember is laughing after that.
I always wore those boots.
The only time in my life I've ever been sailing I was strongly discouraged from ever trying it again. You see, I wouldn't let go of the ropes. The water was rough. I was straight out terrified. I made it impossible for the boat to steer.
After 5 years, I've finally said goodbye to those boots and bought another pair. The heel being broken made it hard to walk. He and I went shopping; he said he liked the new ones, so I got them. Unlike my first boyfriend (who convinced me to cut my waist length hair off - all off), I trusted him.
Walking home tonight, I can't move any faster in these boots - but atleast the heel was in tact.
I had to think,
the things you miss about someone are never what you think they'll be.
Now I'm thinking,
Shit, my feet hurt. I should've hailed a cab.
I always wore those boots.
The only time in my life I've ever been sailing I was strongly discouraged from ever trying it again. You see, I wouldn't let go of the ropes. The water was rough. I was straight out terrified. I made it impossible for the boat to steer.
After 5 years, I've finally said goodbye to those boots and bought another pair. The heel being broken made it hard to walk. He and I went shopping; he said he liked the new ones, so I got them. Unlike my first boyfriend (who convinced me to cut my waist length hair off - all off), I trusted him.
Walking home tonight, I can't move any faster in these boots - but atleast the heel was in tact.
I had to think,
the things you miss about someone are never what you think they'll be.
Now I'm thinking,
Shit, my feet hurt. I should've hailed a cab.