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The Perfect Gentleman

A Poem About Life's Hard Lessons in Love and Trust

By Cadie EricksonPublished 7 years ago 3 min read
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Sitting together side by side

We watched the cowboys and cowgirls ride ride ride

When the sprinkling rain made me shiver

You gave me your jacket that I may warm up quicker

After the rodeo we went and got ice cream

You opened and closed the door for me

You took me home and hugged me goodbye

And I thanked you for a wonderful night

Through the next month we often saw each other in passing

But never could stay long enough to say more than a greeting

I could see that you liked me and I like you to

So I sent you a text instead of waiting for you

“My birthday and your birthday are in the same month

Let's go out and celebrate does the corn maze sound fun?”

“I've been meaning to text you I've just been so busy

How about tomorrow? We can go crazy”

You picked me up right on time

And we drove off to the corn maze for another fun night

We asked each other questions and played get to know you games

We went to see the animals then got lost in the maze

On the way you asked to hold my hand

I thought you were the most perfect gentleman

We sat in your car and talked for awhile

You were able to make me genuinely smile

The next time we went out couldn’t come quick enough

I was falling for you or so I thought

We watched a movie from your iPad in the back of your car

I don’t know why I didn’t see the alarms

It wasn’t long until your hand found its way to my breast

Then I said no and held your hand placing it on our legs to rest

Time and time you tried again

“No” I kept saying “This is a sin”

You wouldn’t give up trying to fondle me

So I no longer fought and this was the first time you molested me

I don’t know why I agreed to see you once more

Was it your smell, your voice, your face I adored

Each time we went out and got to be alone

Your hand would advance more and more

Each time I would protest and say “Please don’t”

And you would ignore me and put your hand down my shirt

I noticed you taking other girls out on dates

Did you treat them in this very same way

But I was blind to things no doubt

And I feel like all of this is my own fault

Alone in my room with the blinds all closed

You put our hand day my pants and my butt you squoze

It had never gotten this far before

“STOP” I said but you chose to ignore

You turned me around and fingered me

While tears slipped down my face freely

You fondled my breasts with your other hand

And made me touch the parts of a man

“Are you turned on” You said to me

“Please just stop” I cried “You're hurting me”

I cried and cried until you were done

Then you disappeared out the door and into the sun

I shed my clothes and took a shower

Crying and crying at my lack of power

I put on pajamas and climbed into bed

For days I lay sobbing and many tears were shed

I ignored your texts, your phone calls too

I couldn’t bare the thought of you

I stopped going to church for I felt so dirty

Knowing you would stand at the pulpit and bare your testimony

It’s been over three years now since our first date

And sometimes I wish we had never met

But I’m glad we did for you showed me

Who a perfect gentleman ought to be

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