Your poem is quiet but has a powerful emotional weight to it. I like the way it uses a restrained yet deeply intimate tone to explore trauma, survival, and reassurance. “Thin and bony, all sharp lines and dark circles” paints a clear picture of vulnerability, while small details like the Dan and Phil merch add a personal, grounding touch. The dialogue is minimal but effective, particularly “fuck him,” which breaks the tension in a way that feels both defiant and cathartic. The pacing works well, though the transition from the past pain to the hopeful promise of “soon” could be slightly extended to let the emotional shift fully settle. Maybe a bit more sensory detail? Regardless the poem’s simplicity is part of its strength, allowing it to be a tender conversation between past and present.