Both you and I should have known
that it is wrong to tell your girl if she
wants her man to stay she must remain
thin.
Never did I starve but I was hungry for
acceptance by you of how I really
Looked.
Only time you were happy to see me was
if my dress was a million dollars and if my
chest hinted what my blouse covered.
When we were alone you never let me cover
up.
I had to confess every questioning thought I had of you before this became love.
If there was love,
You would have been ok with my body for what it was.
Stepping on the scale that morning should have been a warning sign that you were breaking up with me.
Today, since I don't have to see you,
I don't choose rebellion and eat like I did when I was with you but I can pose in the mirror with no judgement of what I look like.
You never said it, but you always hinted I had
something missing.