Legs curled up....

my legs are tucked under me, I can see the tips of my black boots peeking out and I wonder why I am wearing these boots?

They are black leather and knee high. the three inch heels are sharp spikes, and the toes are shraply pointed. I put them on without considering what they mean to me.

The shiny buckles have not been out of the closet for nearly two years. The last time I wore them I me T, the one I almost married. They carry with them memories and confidence.

But they hurt...I have been wearing them for only a few minutes and I can already tell my feet and legs will ache by the end of the night.

It's silly to put so much meaning on a pair of black boots....

I think I might but them back in the closet for another night.....

Or perhaps I am ready wear them again? am I ready to move on finally? not just from T, but from my past? am I ready to shed the pain from that night so long ago? I feel free of it.....but perhaps its just hanging back waiting for the right time to come out in a dream. I have not had one of the dreams for a few months now.....only time will tell.