june 22 - 2020
i was 14, you were 17
when we first talked i couldn't help but think how could i ever catch the attention of a boy like you
but now i wish i would have never texted you back
or told you i liked you
or invited you over
because what you did is something you can't ever take back
that piece of me you took with you is something i will never get back
i loved you despite it all when it happened
now i hate you more than you will ever know
i was 14 you were 17
i couldn't even give consent
but i don't think you really cared
you saw the vulnerability in me
you saw a young girl who just wanted to be love
you took advantage of that
you ruined me
after it happened i hated my life and it's your fault
you should have suffered
i wept
did you weep?
no because to you i was just another girl
i can't help but wonder what you thought after it happened
i thought ruining my life was all worth it for a boy
"at least i have sexual experience now"
i hate my past self for thinking like this
i hate God for allowing it to fucking happen
I WAS 14 FUCKING YEARS OLD
i needed love
NOT MORE PAIN
i was never the same
i'm a different girl now
a good girl now
but what he did will always affect me
to my mom and dad
i love you
you tried to help me
but i also feel like you didn't try enough
i am your daughter
WHY THE FUCK DID YOU STOP TALKING ABOUT IT
you let your embarrassment and disappointment
stop you from talking about the most traumatic thing your daughter ever experienced
i'm thankful for where i am now
but i've still haven't moved on
maybe i never will
but i won't stop fighting
i'm never giving up for all the girls like me who went through this
- sexual assault
A/N
* this was truly the most healing this i've ever written. i was very unsure about publishing this but maybe someone out there can read this and realize that they're not so alone.
i'll never get over what he did but writing this really did help
YOU ARE READING
the words inside my heart
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