I saw them every time I went to the grocers or to the market. On my way to sit in a coffee shop. Any time I left my house, they were there. Waiting, longing, begging for me to take them home. Once, I gave in and tried them on. They were perfect! Gosh, just perfect. I sighed and put them back, cause I couldn’t afford them. Yet, still they sat there behind their glass case, almost whispering to me. It was hard to bare. Sometimes I would cross the street so I wouldn’t have to look at them.
I decided I’d save my coins. I’d eventually call them mine, they would be the perfect addition to my collection. Time passed on, and once I thought they had sold out, but they had just moved the case. A sigh of relief.
Then today, the moment came! I proudly walked into the boutique and tried on my delightful green suede shoes. They were perfect! I couldn’t get over them! A perfect heel that won’t get ruined while walking on the cobblestones, and enough lift to make me feel beautiful, confident. Some birthday money and my saved coins, I was so happy to call them mine! And the waiting paid off, they ended up being on sale! They were destined to be mine!
My new shoes!