He loved my body

But tried to love me too. It was admirable, kind-hearted...but in the end he didn't care much for what he saw. He could "do better" and he could "fuck tighter girls." After all, they're crawling the neighborhood looking for a one night, couple of year stand. Nothing more. No lifetimes, no growing old, no savings accounts, no responsibility.

I'm the fat old lady now.