unclean

  September 18th, 2018 by undoubtedly

i was twelve.

he reached between my legs and touched what was not his.

the guilt, the shame, the sadness… they practically ate me alive.

i was fourteen.

he pulled off my shirt and kissed me where i did not want to be kissed. i wanted those bruises gone. their weeklong stay was too long.

i was told that a boy will touch you like that when he likes you.

i tell myself a boy will touch my heart if he likes it so truly.

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