red room.
you took what was mine,
you took advantage of me,
you made me think it was out of love,
but it never was.
you made me feel empty,
you took what was mine,
you took my virginity,
we clearly crossed a line.
i cried for weeks,
even months,
you ghosted me the day after i had sex with you,
i will expose you,
those three words that are now marked on MY BODY!!
you fucking asshole!
i felt helpless,
i felt alone,
i felt useless,
i didn know my real worth,
i lost myself to you.
i lost the most important thing in my life,
my virginity,
i lost what was saved for my future husband,
you took all my tears,
i cried until i felt nothing,
i was numb,
cried to bed,
you are a real piece of shit.
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