There was a moment that changed it.
Yet I didn’t realise until I was much
Older.
The moment you laid your hands on
me.
That you thought my body was yours to do with
As You Will.

I told myself that it couldn’t be important.
We were just
Kids.
Even though you were five years older than me.
But… boys will be boys.

But it did matter.

Your friend held me down whilst you
Explored
Territory that wasn’t yours.
It was mine.
Yet you mapped it anyway
With your hands and eyes.
You giggled delightedly when I cried.

You took my power. Even when I was young.
It took me years to take it back.
To not feel that overwhelming
Guilt.

You’ve probably forgotten me;
I still feel You.

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