A little piece I wrote back before I discovered this website (Trigger warning)
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It's called "Him."
I can still
Feel it
I still remember how
Uncomfortable
I was.
I remember
How I hated myself
for it,
When
I went home
That day.
I remember
How I forced myself
to be silent
How I held back tears
Just to make him
Happy.
I hated it.
Sometimes
I feel like
It wasn't as bad
As I'm
Making it out to be.
Because I thought
I wanted it.
Because
We were dating
But.
I absolutely
HATED
It.