I wish I had a summer body.

A Beach Body.

 

One I didn’t want to shrink.

 

Cutting away at the fat.

Tuck this and Nip that.

 

Suck me dry.

 

I want to be swallowed by the body I was once in.

 

Smaller

Light

 

Compared to things like feathers and petals and tiny beautiful things

 

I am tired of being sturdy

Rock solid

 

I cry when someone says

“Wow you look amazing.”

 

Because how can something I despise be seen as anything that great.