Poetry | I Let Him Go

It’s 2013.

Victory Hall.

It started with a kiss

before the downfall.

Bed. Pants forced down.

“Do you want to fuck?”

Rings in my ear

Paralysis overtakes my body

I can’t move my mouth

My mind says no

but I can’t even shout.

Was it the kiss?

The disrespect?

I’ll never know.

He took what was his

& I let him go.

It’s 2015.

An apology is in order

*Ping*

Facebook messenger tells me

“I”m sorry for what happened”

Again I let him go

@foodforthoughtbypaigeredwine

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