In these shoes?... I don't think so.

I asked two close friends what exactly I was sad about and they said that it was the rejection....

Rejection is always a bitch specially if you when you opened up yourself to it.
I thought K would be different so I actually allowed myself to fall head over heels - not with him per se but with my imaginations of us.

And now that reality has struck my warm and cosy bubble, I found myself exposed, flat on my face with heels high up in the air.

So here I am, trying to pick up the pieces and dusting myself after my fall. I’ve done this before, so it should be a cinch. The lesson is to avoid wearing too high a heel.
The fall, although it will still hurt, will be much less unglam.

I’m putting my trainers on for now….