he bent down and pressed his lips against my ear before whispering, you're beautiful.
but i spent years being told that skinny was sexy and fat rolls were bad, that curves were okay but a flat stomach was better, and smooth skin is a must, no stretch marks or scars.
so it's hard to look at myself in the mirror and see what he sees.
YOU ARE READING
mind. body. soul.
Poesiea collection of poems, written about myself or inspired by a friend.