The first time a guy touched me
he didn't take me seriously
when I said No
because I like how it felt
I didn't believe my lips
when I told him to stop
I did not like the things he said
so instead
of talking
my tongue play games with his tasting old beer and smoke
I pour myself into his hands
the hands that Force themselves into my panties
as he tells me I like it
this is all I know
so at a young age
I confused pleasure with love
and I confused his late night cravings to what I thought I wanted
I taught myself to love the way he roughly help me in place
and forced my shorts down my legs
no matter how many times I disagree
I lay in a bed that we shared
I have trouble sleeping
because I'm thinking
of all the ways I could have stopped you
the question is
did I want to?
when he left
I told myself I was heartbroken
©soul22
S