Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi Tu as besoin de moi Tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie Tu ne peux plus vivre sans moi Et je mourrais sans toi Je tuerais pour toi -------------------- My love, I know you love me too You need me You need me in your life You can not live without me And I'd die without you I would kill for you
When my bones were prominent, people loved me. I received so many compliments; “ You're so thin! ” “ I wish I was as skinny as you! ” “ Your body is to die for! ” And they made me feel good, until I looked in the mirror. And realised I was still fat. My bones became more prominent, and gradually, people did not love me any more. “ Aren't you hungry?! ” “ You should eat...” “ You're like a stick - it's gross! ” I did not care, because I finally felt thin and feeling thin, to me, was feeling good. I continued to feel good until one day I remembered when people still loved me. I remembered feeling good because others felt good for me, I remembered “ Your body is to die for! ” and I realised that I was, in fact, dying for my body.