Hurts

It hurts me to know you’re not doing well.

I am not doing well at all.

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My ex

used to tell me I was fat

every day.

Sorry

for being so

insecure.

Don’t change a thing

You used to tell me you loved everything about me.

Don’t change a thing.

Don’t change a thing about the way you dress.

Don’t change a thing about the way you are.

Now he pokes and prods me.

Telling me to change everything about myself.

You should be skinnier. You’re too this. Too that. Poke. Prod. This is still too much fat.

What will even be left of me?