Your Eyes Were My Favorite Color

Virginity

It was a part of me
I didn't know was still intact.
Something that felt sacred,
and I lost it again.
After being assaulted,
I joked to friends
I was a mental virgin
but not a physical one.
I didn't know it was still physically there,
until I bled.
I felt like I lost my virginity again.
To another person who didn't care
if I came or not.