An ode to my converse (english assignment.. don’t look at me like i’m crazy :P)
Just by looking at you my feet feel like they’re walking on clouds. So cozy and snug, like majestic polar bears hugging my feet. You’re NOT the prettiest, but you make me smile! you’re perfectly imperfect and worth all the while. With scuff marks and footprints… and caked in mud, you’re a work of art. You’re drawn all over in sharpies and pens, people call you two’s and three’s, but you’ll find your perfect match ‘cus I call you ten’s. That’s not very funny, I know you get my humor though, oh did I mention your shoelaces glow? only in the dark that is… the rest of the time they’re black and covered in dirt. You’ve been walked all over and trampled, you have experienced it all. Just PLEEEEEEESE don’t let me fall. You know I’m clumsy… that’s for sure. I wore you as I tripped up the stairs, yes up! and landed on my face thanks a bunch! 😦 You’ve been with me through all my memories, through thick and thin…. my feet would like to thank you for being a second skin. From skipping in the rain to biking in the blazing sun, you’re just like my friends (insanely fun)! You’ve been there all night, as I danced my cares away…..and been there all day, as I walk home after missing the bus. Now, it’s not just me anymore, converse. it’s us!!!! ❤
I wrote a loving poem to my shoes…I have come to the conclusion you can literally write about anything. This is a sketch of converse since I didn’t want to get my camera out at 11:11 at night…. 11:11 yay! make a wish!
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