Friday, August 14, 2009

A Goodbye

We've been together since high school. I loved you more than I thought possible and never imagined that the love would grow throughout the years.

We've gone everywhere together. You accompanied me when I traveled to Vancouver with my family. Now that I actually think about it, we met and bonded in Vancouver. We hiked through the dense forests, we explored hidden streams, you even went whale-watching with me.

You and I were inseparable for years. You watched me drink and then vomit, you stared while I smoked too much, you saw me lie to my parents and then cry about it. Sometimes you and I would drive to the bookstore after fighting with mom, just to get out of the house.

You're my travel-buddy. I can't think of a single time I went road-tripping without you. We've explored Chicago, Vancouver, Toronto, Florida, Michigan, Ohio, and many more I'm sure. I'm beginning to forget all the times we've shared.

You were with me when I first met DB. You were there when he asked me to be his girlfriend, when we broke up, and when we got back together. We talk about you a lot; we agree that you're unique, silly, and absolutely perfect for me. We also agree that the years we've spent together are beginning to show.

You look tired and beaten, you look old and worn-out. Honestly, you look like you should've retired years ago. And yet I can't give you up. It's like you were made for me, you know me so well, we work perfectly together. However, I know in my heart that I have to say goodbye; you're nearly dead.

And so farewell. I will treasure you forever, shark shoes.

7 comments:

The Demigoddess said...

I was gonna grab my box of tissues..Sniff. Sniff.

Stephanie said...

Very very cute:)

Grumpy, M.D. said...

Yeah, I have a pair of sneakers like that. I try to save them from reaching that point by only wearing them infrequently now.

Lucy said...

That was great!!!
The best part is I think everybody can understand that type of shoe!!!

Anonymous said...

that is EXACTLY how i feel about jeans. RIP, american eagle favorites from 10th grade :(

Jill Pilgrim said...

Awww- poor little shoes...

Cheddar said...

Aww...may they rest in peace. Vans = amazing. I suspect Tiger Week was the official cause of death. Does this mean you get to buy new shoes?