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Pretty girl Jun 2017
They said
You have to be skinny to be anorexic
And
I
Believed them
Because it was never about how much i wasn't eating or the fact that i was always cold in a warm room
It was a girl who's body carried so much weight
Her head sagged from the emotion and her eyes sunk in
How many pushups can you do before the room goes fuzzy
Want to ******* uneat myself to nothing
matt r Jun 17
,a friend told me. she was
in love once, & since felt
the knife slide right through
her. so love is just a stomach
ache, then. love is the uneat
-ing unsleeping thing inside.
love is magic, it is so much
like pixie dust; try & hold it

,i told her. feel its ridges
& folded edges. feel its
amorphous underbelly & tell
it that it doesn't hurt like
you. tell me you see purple
in a deeper hue, and that
blanket weight on your collar
bones is heavier than mine.

i'd love for it to be not love.
i'd love to have an hour of
eating & sleeping where i am
not imagining sharing it with
You. do You think of me, too?
what it might be is not love,
what it might be is a stomach
ache, what it might be is over

soon, what it might be is never.

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