At first he's begging you to belong to him.
Not as a piece of property, but as his queen.
I did say "at first".
At first you're afraid to share your secrets.
Then you feel protected by him.
Uhoh. Here goes the secrets, your exes dreaded hearing about.
You've been raped, hurt (I didn't say hit), heart broken in the past.
Ahh, shit. You open up to him.
You explain all your fears.
All the past people that hurt you.
He comforts you and you being a girl, feels safe from his words.
"He really cares and he loves me" you think.
You wanna give yourself up to him.
You want him to take your innocence.
So you throw yourself at him.
"I'm ready." You say cause your in the mood.
He begins to kiss on you.
While his hands roam your body.
Heavy breathing,
Grinding hips,
His member sticking your groin,
Wait . . .
You're 14 he's 18.
He could go to jail.
You're so Nieve
While you're tryna get in his pants ,
He's thinking about the prison life.
He pushes you off,
" What I'm ready?!" You complained.
"No you're not . Just wait" he explained.
You sighed, knowing he was right.
So you left . But called him that night.
