I’m trying to remember things
Help myself heal
At a party, by an unlocked car

I didn’t like being there
You followed me out expecting a kiss
Or something more because you invited me.

I didn’t want to
I wanted to go home
But in your mind
that wasn’t my choice
You wanted something
You where gonna take it.

Pushing me against the car
My hand scrambling for a way out
The back seat door was my salvation
You where fast
your face above mine
Pinned in the back seat.

You pressed your mouth on mine
Trying to squirm away
Your fingers tracing up my thigh
Into my skirt
The roof of the car was gray
Your fingers went somewhere I never wanted them to be

The roof of the car is gray
The roof of the car is gray

You where done I got out the car
walked to mine

Sweating my makeup smeared your shirt


I saw you the next week
I lost an earring in that car
You gave it back to me and said
“You left this in my car”
And smiled