Date of Entry: 7.10.23
HIM: ME:
What are you up to?
Not much, you?
Cuddled up, my bones are cold
It's probably 'cause you're so damn old
Old? Me? Could never be
Your back will hurt soon, you'll see
You know I wouldn't be so cold if you were here
I could whisper sweet nothings in your ear
Oh yea? Like what?
I could squeeze your butt
Excuse me sir, she's off limits
But my hand would be warmer with your butt in it
You're still not funny
You think that honey
It's not something I think, it's
something I know
So now you think this is your show?
Of course it is, it's my debut
Why can't it be my movie too?
Cause you're the hot guy who's loved
by the world
I'm the normal guy who just wants one girl
When you can have them all, why
choose just one?
Cause pursuing you has been so fun
Your hard to get, but super sweet
You just make my life feel so complete
I miss you every time we're apart
How did I end up stealing your heart?
With every curve and that smile
I can get lost in those eyes for a while
So you don't mind a few extra pounds?
Or mind that my tummy may be a bit
round?
Cause rejection is not a new concept to
me...
I just want to see the "me" that you see
If I had to rate you, you're a ten out of ten
I'll tell you your perfect again and again
I could hurt those people who tore you down
Let me be the prince to fix your crown
Let me hold you close, tell you everything's alright
Let me be the one to lay by your side each night
This'll be different from any girl you
dated who was small
I'm down to learn how to love you, insecurities and all
YOU ARE READING
Plus Size Prisoner of Society
PoetryThis is a collection of poems from a fat girl's diary. Come spend a day in my shoes... or should I say curves?
