“You see, I knew from the beginning
what you wanted from me.
But I tried to be a good friend anyway.”
You see, I knew from the beginning what you wanted from me. But I tried to be a good friend anyway. You would ask for more. Push for it. Manipulate your way to get closer to me. And, at last, when I refused to have sex with you, I was a horrible person. A terrible friend.
That was the end of our so-called friendship. Because I was a person and you were a coward.
© Sarah Doughty
Or, maybe, you didn’t know
what you did was wrong.
Which would make you a monster.
I’m not sure which is worse.
To the boy who tried to
break me when I was a teenager.
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