kaithope
The heels of my feet get me where I need to go. Longboarding. Touch heels first. Toes. Take off. Wind. Sun. Smells. Freedom. My heels get me where I need to go. My heels get me to you. And you get me to a place beyond recognition. Beyond emotion.
So i'll make a statement. A final statement. A summary of my life so far, a way to hen don a high note. But when I get up to that microphone to tell everyone everything about myself, when I go to make my statement and let everyone in completely, no one is listening.