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