Me and My: shoe-less
They are not part of my me, still shares my path every day.
I am too confined, they are free. When I am loose, they hold each other tight. When I am alone, they are together. You can’t hold when they are apart. You move on when they find each other.
They seem happy being wind up, and you still wanna cut loose.
People step over them, and you topple through life.