I met her seven years ago.
My family does not like her,
but I stay with her
regardless of the tough love she gives.
Lately,
she has been upset with me.
I have failed
to remain on track.
I have ruined
our progress that took months
within weeks.
Our bond is complicated,
yet stronger than my torso.
She said
she wants to be with me forever.
Putting a ring on her
would mean
putting me six feet underground.
A tombstone symbolizing
our undying love
and my end.
I'm not sure I want that.
I'm not sure I want her.
I'm not sure I want this.
But I'm sure I want to be thin.
