It was all I could ask for.It was a dream come true for me.Never before had I felt the need to Own. But there I was, knowing that nothing else would ever be more perfect for me. We fit like a lock and key. I felt comfortable; I felt beautiful; I felt confident. It felt like it was meant to be.
Life, as I knew it, had come to an end. I was most definitely in Love, Yes.
I had wanted to possess. But Fate had a different plan for us. And, as is typical of all the eternal love stories, we parted. As I turned around to capture a last glimpse of my Love, tears blinding my eyes, I realized, I was grateful for being in love. Though I would forever compare what I could not have to what I might get, it felt good to know that I was better off than those ignorants who could not even relish their state of being in love. Oh yes, it felt wonderful.
The story continues....time has passed....
yet, till date I have not been able to buy a pair of black stilettos! No other shoes on this earth, however expensive or classy-looking, seem to be worthy of comparison. My thoughts rivet back to those that I gave my heart away to. I await the day I can go back to that Reebok showroom and grab that pair I fell in love with...
I hope it has not become someone else's.
