I was 11, he was 13 I had a crush on him, I thought pulling my pigtails meant he liked me, and maybe it did, but that wasn't abuse, right?
When I was 12, we fought, playfully, I came home with bruises, but not from the play fights, but that's not abuse, right? When I was 13, he cursed me because I was a grade higher than him, and from then on, I kept my mouth shut, I learned to do what he asked, but verbal abuse doesn't leave scars, right?
When I was 14, I lost my crush to the pain, I hated myself, mostly because of him, telling me I wasn't pretty, but that's not abuse..... right?
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Poems from the darkness
PoetryJust random little poems I write at night when I feel like it
