Goodbye my love

As the days become weeks
and the weeks turn to months
There is a separation that must commence
But thankfully, not all at once.

I chose you myself
because of how you are unique
From your style, the way you feel
and of course, your overall physique

You make me feel pain
While making me feel good
You make me stand tall
Just as I know you would.

There about 20 of you in my life,
all serving me the same way...
But because of this pregnancy my loves, my high heels
I'll have to give you up someday.