Love is like shoes.

You know what I’m talking about, those deep red heels that seduce you as you walk past. They are just sitting there waiting for you to come over and pick them up.At first you dont know what to think. You don’t know whether to buy them or not. You don’t have enough money to buy them because you won’t be able to have breakfast for a couple of weeks… but they look so good! You buy them.

You are hot. No, you are hotter than hot, you are burning . Burning so much you just can’t hold it in. Everything seems great. Every step you take says “yes, thats right. I have new red shoes.” You wear them to your workplace, to the clubs, to the theatre and your apartment. You buy the right velvet dress to match, flawless makeup and get a new hairdo - don’t forget the new necklace. Everything you do, everything you invest your time in is now about the red shoes.

As time goes by your red shoes start to lose it’s shine. They become dull and you can see marks and bits of the heel has been wasted away. On top of that, your eye catches onto another pair of heels that you see in the spotlight of a shoeshop. They are black and rebellious. You want them. Besides, your sick of the red pair. It was good, but now it’s time to move one. You’ll find a way to make the black shoes work, even if it means changing your hairstyle again.

You take the red shoes off.

They are empty.

Just like love.

- Mr Mush