light as a feather

there are so many things that i love now that i’m losing weight. i love when i stand in the shower and i can feel my collarbones poking out more than they did last week. i love that i can feel water pooling in them. it’s no more than a few drops, but god, it’s so much better than when i was huge. i love running my hand down to wash my stomach and feeling my hipbones poke out on their own. again, it’s slight, but i see it and it feels like heaven to me. i love how bony my shoulders are becoming. i will finally be able to wear off the shoulder shirts without feeling disgusting. i love that there’s a gap between my legs when I walk. i walk robotically to class just like every other day but I suddenly realize there’s no chafing or thighs. just my knees gently tapping together and a smile plays at my lips. i love that my cheekbones are more defined. i love that I can take off all my makeup and still have a defined jawline. i love how much bigger my eyes look as the fat disappears from my cheeks. i love how defined the curve of my waist is. and maybe most of all, i love that I can feel the dots of my spine running up my back like intricate artwork on my body. i am genuinely becoming happier. my stomach barely growls anymore. i’m not hungry anymore. i have so much energy that i can run after school and burn calories that i haven’t even consumed yet.