“Did anyone tell you that you were the prettiest girl in the room today?”
“Nope. Not today.”
This silly exchange was a part of my ordinary life and I didn’t realize how important it was to me. I won’t say that I took it for granted, but I didn’t appreciate it to its fullest extent.
I miss compliments. (Does that make me shallow?) I feel invisible to the world. Will anyone (a man?) ever look at me with the (blinded) eyes of love again? Will he see beyond the flesh (saggy, craggy) and find something beautiful? I’m just not sure.