She and Her Green Shoes

It was a story of a young handsome woman with golden hair.
It was a story of a young beautiful woman whose deep eyes were matching her green shoes.
It was a story of those green shoes, one night, having slipped off from her feet and made her walk bare feet on the long, dark yet glamorous streets of an old city.
She walked down those ancient streets with her fragile heart.
She walked into the night with her enormous heart protected by her iron thoughts.
It was a story of a little golden girl who has never escaped but walked directly to his face. She knew she could do it.

Indeed, she was able to do that. And she did.

She said “Good-bye”

In her strong-will, there existed a little child in need of protection.

No, indeed, she wasn’t able to. She could not do and she did not do.

She preferred to say “See you soon”

With tears in her green eyes, with perplexed thoughts in her mind, with strangeness and obscurity at her heart, she was hardly able to utter these words:

"See you soon…"