you don't forget
I closed my eyes,
and held my breath.
Some things, you know,
you don't forget.

It was the first,
of many things.
I was so scared.
I couldn't think.

"I love you babe,"
he always said.
He held my hand.
I wished for more.

But now I lay
aware, alone.
Imagining
things I now know.

Said I love you,
but didn't mean.
Innocence taken,
by three small things.

I feel betrayed.
I want to cry.
I must move on.
I opened my eyes.