You have skin and you have fat…we all do! It WILL bunch and roll when you bend, sit, slouch or lean. It DOES NOT mean you are fat, it means you are HUMAN! Stop the thinking that you must look perfect from all angles all the time in all positions…nobody does!! To truly accept and love the body you have you must understand and accept reality.
I wish you’d known what I wanted to say but couldn’t when my eyes met yours in a sea of strangers. You could have smiled at me, but instead you looked away. You could have blushed, you could have nodded at me to at least acknowledge my presence, but instead you pretended you hadn’t seen me. That there was nothing that bound us together. You turned back to your friends to laugh at a joke you hadn’t heard, and to smile a smile you didn’t mean and I was left standing alone, staring at the back of your head, thinking that maybe things could have been different if you had given me a chance to explain. I almost wish we were two of those people that understand each other without words, but you never even got what I wanted when I spelled it out for you. I don’t know why I still feel like there should have been more to it, like we deserved a different ending to our story than a parting of ways in the most silent way. There is always that bitter taste at the back of my throat when I think of you failing to understand why watching us fall apart tore me down. How could you jump off the sinking ship into the crashing waves when my hands were still tied to the steering wheel?