I'd like to say we met at the homecoming dance
But my Sneakers squeaked too much
And he was too curious
Because Shoes make sounds that grate on nerves
In a way that lets you know they are here
I'd like to say that we both fell in love
Staring into each other's eyes as we passionately –
but he thought I was annoying and I had no time
for ones who did not appreciate my presence
Squeaky Shoes or otherwise
so a day passed and we saw each other in the hallway
me with my Shoes
and him with his unnerving stare
Personally, though, I felt attached
As if every passing glance or blink in
My direction meant the world to me and therefore
meant the world to him
I didn't understand the importance of dance
But it was important to him
and therefore important to me
And so with loud Sneakers that sang along with the music
and a dress that would much rather be paired with heels
I moved and danced and my friends
laughed and I
squeaked and he stared and looked away and stared
And I realized that prettygirls loved him and wasipretty?
But he paid no mind to prettygirls and walked to me
his shoes scuffled toward canary Sneakers
beckoning him with sounds that only Shoes can make
And we Danced and He Talked and Smiled and my
sneakers were less audible
Replaced by the beat of the music pounding
Within my chest.