That's the last I saw of her, those beautiful feet. My eyes were blurry with tears and my nose was streaming snot. My lungs hurt from the sobbing.
"It was a mistake, it was a mistake" was the only thing I could say.
I couldn't even look her in the eye. A tear splashed down on her middle toe. She took a half step back. Then turned and left.
It's been 20 years now. I never saw her again and if I try to remember her face, the face I fell in love with, all I see are those bright orange toenails.
