SnowQueenJuliette

You paid for the night. But you weren’t part of it.
These heels—scuffed, worn, kissed by the floor of every place you could never enter—are

You’d take out a loan just to see what sandals I’ll wear today.
You’d skip meals to afford a tribute when I post My new pedicure.
And

I wiggle My toes, and you forget your name.
I flex My arch, and you twitch like a mindless dog.
You’d bark, beg, crawl, just to suck one