to boy number 2 

i could talk until i’m blue

because how COULD you sit there

acting without a care

like nothing you did to me ever happened

how could you joke when they mentioned consent

when you knew you didn’t have it

screw you and your “gentlemanly virtue”

the way you shook my dad’s hand 

and how you said nothing bad was true

when i confronted you

how DARE you make me feel like the one to blame

because you didn’t get to play your game

giving me all the shame

when you BRAG to your friends about the things you did to me that night

i'm sorry that you took my hesitation as a yes

i’ve never been allowed to say that two letter word

THAT STUPID TWO LETTER WORD for fear of starting a fight

because you took advantage of me after i had told you what i had gone through

and you SWORE to prove it wasn’t true

that not every guy was like that

and maybe you’re right, because you did worse

you put me in a situation after your stupid flirtation 

and you were perverse

but i can’t come clean because NO ONE believes me.