Regrets and No Regrets
What does he think of when he thinks of her?
Does he see long term love
In a child's eyes and body
Or is it the body he sees in his eyes?
Smooth, young, taut, untouched
Innocent eyes, trusting soul
Unknowing mind, thinking that this wrong is right
But not saying no to the right wrong
Does he see a in her a wife?
A woman child mother of future children
Is it deep in his soul that he loves her
Or is it deep somewhere else that his feelings reside in
She shakes inside of her t-shirt and shorts
The hand on her leg, feels wrong; dirty; shameful
She can't say no or he'll tell mother
It's her fault is what she is told
He was sure he'd get away with it with her
Scared into silence as he has his way
Gave her money and clothes and phones
In return for her body, mind and innocence
She says he's her boyfriend and pretends she loves him
While he loves her, she cries inside; dies inside
Her little girl days are gone forever
And she can't tell her mom because it's her fault
Braver and bolder, now he wants her pictures
Phone to phone so he can see her always
Share her with his friends phones
Relive his "love" when she's not with him
More and more she is sad inside; cries and cries
She can't take any more of the "love" she's been shown
Boyfriend is a monster; mother...can't tell her
She has no friends; she is alone
Her new phone rings and rings; he wants a "date"
When she doesn't answer he's confused and angry
Did she tell? Are the police onto him?
Is their romance over? Run or stay is what's on his mind
Mother comes home and sees the bag and books
TV is on too loud again. She has to leave soon
Three jobs is what it takes to make the rent
And food on the table for girls home alone
She was found in the closet
Her favorite pink belt coiled around her throat
New phone open to her pictures to him
A note on the bed said only "I'm sorry."
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