*no capitalization intended unrequited love may be the worst kind. it’s pain never truly goes away. this is a poem about such love and the repercussions it leaves behind. we carved our names upon a tree. a worthless, good for nothing tree, that withered and died. i loved you. you said you loved me. i

Body image is everywhere in our world. From social media to billboards to magazines. Showing us how we’re supposed to look; how much we’re supposed to weigh. It’s hard to ignore these voices in this day and age and sometimes, people worldwide develop an unhealthy relationship with this voice. They look each other up and