I let her
open a bottle that was so clearly supposed to be closed
I let her
crawl inside and lick up what I left behind
I let her
experience the pain and the sting of a mistake I was lucky enough to postpone
I let her
find her way back out as tears brimmed her stolen eyes
I let her
risk the chance of shedding blood and ripping clothes
I let her
do the who and what I knew was wrong inside