Dear Food-
One day, I want to be friends again.
I want to appetizingly gleam at your presence
And view you as fuel.
Sadly,
That day just hasn’t come.
Today, we are enemies.
I choke up in your presence,
And view you as only calories.
Fat.
Food please forgive me,
Body please forgive me,
Mind help me understand,
Why don’t I think I’m pretty anymore?
