I'm a ******,
there I said it.
I'm not ashamed,
but I'm not proud either.
I don't know why I am this way,
it just hasn't happened to me yet.
I want to though,
with someone who truly cares about me.
I fit the image of the stubborn ******,
who wants his first time to be "special."
I want to look back on it
with no regrets,
doesn't everyone
feel that way?