Tiny beautiful things
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.
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I feel this in my core. I’ve been there so many times in my life. Learning to love yourself right where you are is easier said than done but so worth it when you finally can. You are worthy of giving yourself the same love you give to others…