you stopped caring,
its almost like my crying
is your favorite sound.
and i know, i know,
i took it the wrong way,
you didn't mean it like that.
i'm not the best person,
i cry, a lot.
i'm sensitive, but i also
have a major attitude, always.
i look at myself in the mirror,
for way too long.
i like to pick apart every flaw,
and stare at anything remotely beautiful
until i begin to see it as disgusting.
i don't like back massages.
i think they're awful,
because i can feel your disgust.
and you don't need to voice it, either.
i can feel it.
i am completely aware that when i lie,
my body flattens
and the skin doesn't have space to spread.
you see, my skin, is too large.
sometimes i can pretend that it's not.
back massages are not one of those times.
she's so much thinner, it makes sense.