False Love's Kiss
He kissed me
He took something
A first of many
Something I followed with a smile
To mask my fear
I didn’t feel any different
But I knew
Something was different
From the way that I moved
To the way that I talked
I wasn’t some little kid anymore
I grew up with that one simple action.
I had kissed people before
But this time,
Well, this time,
Something was different
I felt that something had been stolen rather than given
I wasn’t some kid anymore
Sure I was sixteen
“Just some dumb kid”
But I didn’t know how much dumber
How much blinder I had been
Until he took something
Something that striped away any childhood I had left
I was just seventeen
But this time I wasn’t just a dumb kid
I was a dumb teenager
I had to learn to grow up
With a touch
Something I couldn’t get back
Something I longed to erase
I wasn’t a kid anymore
I felt like it was my fault
Guilt and shame overtaking me
You think you’d know someone after nine years
But years don’t make a difference
I had known him
Through childhood
But in the end,
He’s the one who forced me to grow up
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