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I Said No.


I haven’t been to that building in 6 years.

I used to not be able to drive by it.

I think about that night a lot. And tell myself that it doesn’t matter because nothing actually happened.

It still matters.

No, nothing did happen, but that doesn’t make what did okay.

I was 15.

He knew better.

I said no.

He said let’s play the nervous game.

I said no.

I was 15.

And he knew better.

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