You were my source of tears in life,
But also smiles and dreams.
Oh how I love all six inches of you,
The way you crack and bend my toes,
Feels awful, but upbringing.
I’ve since sought shoes as painful as you,
But never will they come.
For you were the dark in the light of the day,
Always bringing me down and making me suffer.
You taught me what adversity feels like and how to crawl through it,
For when I put my toes in you, all I could do was crawl.
I never could stand in you,
For my legs would crumble beneath me.
But somehow I learned
To push back my tears and fear.
I could not bear it when I lost you,
despite what you put me through.
For you were the broccoli to my mac and cheese,
The pickle to my ice cream.
You made me strong through through pain and anticipation.
Sometimes in life things grow apart,
Like the soft rubber you are made up of.
Too close we were pushed together,
So we had no choice but to part.
I had to replace you with something new,
A full size bigger and cleaner.
But these new shoes will never be like you were,
Despite how much comfort they bring me.
They are close to my feet in the perfect way,
But still, you were nearer.
I wish I could explain how much I thought about you,
Or at least the pain that coursed through me.
Now while I mourn the loss of you,
I smile in spite of myself.
I can finally, finally-
Stand up tall,
And hold my body on the wall