Most assaults are done by someone you are acquainted with
The first was my then boyfriend’s best friend
He kept touching my ass while I kept asking to stop
He was holding my best friend’s hand
I kept asking him to stop, just like everyone else
My hand collided with his face hard enough to make him cry
He was holding my best friend’s hand
The second time I was drunk off blue vodka
It was one of my best college friends and it was nearly 3am
I trusted him enough
He walked me home which he has done dozens of times in the early hours so I wouldn’t be afraid of being violated by someone else
He kissed my cheek twice and forced me to kiss his
I had to push him out of my dorm mere seconds before I could have been splayed out
That was the closest to a murder scene I have ever been
There is a grime on my skin from his hands nearly wandering where they shouldn’t have
It’s been 4 days and I feel like my throat is closing in
I trusted him enough
awesome poem… and if it really happened… i’m so sorry…
Thank you. No need to be sorry, it’s the past now.