🙊🤔 Reflection 🤔🙊
I chew my bottom lip as I glance at my reflection in the mirror.
The same familiar curves stare back at me as I turn this way and that.
I had a good body, one that was sturdy and strong.
It got the job done at the end of day, so I really didn't feel the need to complain.
But in these quiet moments with just me and my reflection, I can't help but wonder as I slowly run a hand over my arm.
Would there ever be a person drawn to me? To this lil ole body of mine?
Would there ever really be hands who yearned to trace this skin? Would one day someone find comfort in this softness even as limited that I felt that it was?
Maybe… even pleasure?
I let out a slow sigh and turn my head this way and that in the mirror before slowly coming to cup my own face.
I stick out my togue at my reflection and blow a raspberry.
Maybe not today, but…maybe…hopefully one day?
~Po