sometimes, it felt like rape
so I'd just lay there,
too young and unexperienced
my parents almost caught us a few times
even before I barely knew what I was doing
he was the first one I ever let get that close to me
and that I ever got that close to
I learned pretty quick,
what caused a shake, a quiver, a sigh, a moan
and sometimes, I'd lay there,
feeling less like a little girl
and more like a victim
but it was my choice
even if he seemed to really want it
and I loved him so I wanted him to be happy
so I gave him that,
even if I didn't want it all the time
He never knew,
I never told him,
sometimes, in my head,
I'd envision pushing him off my bed
and away from me,
I'd envision just the love being there
and nothing sexual at all,
he pushed for it,
sometimes I gave
but sometimes, it felt like rape.
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bastard, >.< tis why i prefer women,
we likes our cuddles more then our sex :] -
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oh yeah! =]
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yeah..
hits home :/ -
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we're two sides of a coin babe,
like always
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