Greetings from Australia

me ?

Its been a week since he dissapeared. I looked at myself in the mirror and cried. My beautiful brown silky hair messy and dirty. My eyes filled with colour and happiness now dull,emotionless and red from crying. My red lips trembling at the thought of him. My body ? I didn't have one... Skinny and cut would be how people could explain it but to me I was fat and worthless. The necklace shimmered in the light and the ring on my finger sparkled as I ran my hand through my hair to smooth it out before walking out of my room to watch TV. That was my everyday routine. Cry,mirror ,TV...it never changed. There was no time or energy for food just pain and grief.