I'm not cured,
I know that.
But something has changed.
I don't know if it's the new environment,
Or the people,
Or the lack of people,
But I'm not the same girl I was
Six days ago.
I'm no longer the teenage basket case
Who drinks alone
And pierces her own flesh
With a polka dot blade.
I haven't felt the need to starve
Or restrict
Or touch my collarbones
And my hips
Just to make sure they're still there.
I haven't looked at the mirror
In utter disgust
Or cried about the college boy
Who broke my heart.
Now I'm a college girl,
And I can be the heart breaker.
I can walk with my purple head held high
And smile because I know that I have finally
Won.

Just close your eyes
And breathe on through

I know it's hard right now
But you'll know what to do

When it's said and done
And it starts to rain

You'll be drenched in the sun
And you can start again

My heart skips.
And repeats.
Every time I meet you.

I'm sure you know.
And I dread the day
(That I hope will not come)
When the feeling dissipates.