Growing up i looked up to you. You showed me what it was like to be brave. But that one day, you chose to mess it all up. "Come to my room, lets watch a movie." Little did I know , I was about to be violated in my own home. "Give me a hug" But oh this was no hug, i wish I would'e known. How could i have been so DUMB. "Oh its not my fault" I say, I was too young. The feeling of your touch down there. "This doesn't feel right.." " i don't care" Nena walked in, "What the hell are yall doing??" "He said to give him a hug" I said That night, we got a stern talking to. "Don't ever do that again" Was that it? All you had to say? I had felt like my innocence had been taken away. Years later, there's not a day that goes by where i don't think of that traumatizing, long-lasting memory of mine. Maybe I'm just overreacting. Or maybe, you should've taken action. I'll never feel the same again.
i don't see him the same. i even still love him. is that wrong?