I walked into a lions den.
A place where I could not escape his hands.
Where I kept quiet for the sake of my reputation to her family.
She was my companion
Someone I could cry with
Someone I could talk with
Someone I miss
It was destined to happen.
I lost her because of his fingers on my skin
I lost because I had no proof as to what he did to me  
I lost because he was her blood and even though my words could not escape pe my mouth to tell her after it happened
She believed him and
It burned into my skin and dug deeper than his fingers ever could