One Man’s Walk through life

Its Somehow Fitting

in two days it will have been exactly four years ago.

i had a date with a beautiful girl. a wonderful girl. we were supposed to go hiking. but my shoes were falling apart, and i really wanted to impress her, so i bought new ones. they made me late, but she didn’t seem to mind.
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i was wearing those shoes when during that same date i hit my head and she took me to the hospital to get stitches

i wore those shoes on my next date with her, and the next

i wore them when i asked her to come to london with me. and i wore them when we got there

i wore them when i taught salsa with her, and when i took her to barcelona. when i saw paris with her and her parents. and i wore them when i took her picture against the temple of poseidon on the cape of sounio

i was even wearing them when i made the hardest decision of my life

i was wearing them when sent her back to the california. i was wearing them when i said goodbye

and i was wearing them when i met her fiance. i was wearing them when i decided that she was so important to me that i actually wanted to be there when she married someone else
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and now they are spent

they’ve had a good life and they’ve seen me through so much of mine

in a life as nomadic as mine, they are all i have left of what may have been the love of my life. and as i leave them medellin, alone, and replaced, two days from their fourth birthday. i shed a tear for them

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