Monster

There's a monster in the corner of my room. He sneers at me every time I walk by.

We used to be friends. We would spend time together every day. Quality time. We'd hang out, watch TV, listen to music, laugh. Spending time with him made me a better person.

I don't know what happened. Over time we just stopped seeing each other. It's like we're strangers. Like we never knew each other. He ridicules me now for the way my clothes no longer fit. He mocks me when I walk into the room.

Maybe someday we'll be friends again...my Bowflex and I.