By M. Bea

Laying, looking up at the stars above
You opened me like a gift
Skin, unfamiliar, against mine
As a tear formed in my eye
My mind imprisoned
I could not say no
But i never said yes

It was not long before you stopped
I was left there
On my own
As you ran off with a friend
While i stood there (shaking
Trembling, i walked home
I should not have gone out
Not knowing
Not knowing him
Not knowing his friend
Not knowing what he would take from me
What could not be returned