I'm losing everything you love about me
My confidence is paralyzed, frozen in time where you last saw it, in your rose colored lenses.
My ambition seems to be a magician addicted to making itself disappear, I remember how much you loved the well-roundess of my mind, the mind that has now built a pyramid out of self doubt and negativity.
I hope one day to be beautiful again. It seems that acne has established its home on my skin, the skin too tight around my lungs I can barely breathe so I don't, I let everything inside me rot and decay because beauty is subjective right?
I'm losing everything you loved about me, so if I see your feet walking toward the exit sign one day, I can only nod in agreement, but please, just stay for the next season, all the reasons you fell in love with me might just need a little sun to thaw them out.

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