Stand Shoulder 2 Shoulder
Because even if I said, āno, get off meā ten different times, he didnāt listen. Because even if I screamed it at him, he balked, and said he would never do anything to hurt me. Because even when I used all my strength to physically push him away, he got mad and asked why I thought he would do anything I wasnāt okay with. Because even when I told him, āIām not okay with thisā, he asked why I didnāt care about him. Because he was my boyfriend. Because he told me no one would ever treat me better. Because he told me heād never do anything to hurt me. Because he told me he wanted it. Because my friends were his friends. Because I worried what theyād think. Because I didnāt feel I had the authority to label him or what he did. Because I still talk to him. Because I still canāt tell him what he did. Because I canāt tell him that what he canāt remember is wrong. Because he āgot helpā for the alcohol abuse. Because he said heād never do what he thinks Iām hinting at, no matter how drunk he was. Because I can still feel his dead weight on me and I just wanted it to go away. Because I couldnāt say what he did. Because I was told in school that testimony was the weakest form of evidence. Because I couldnāt be brave. Because I was scared to face the doubt.
