First kiss was forced on me.
Never did I want to be kissed again.
Years pasted And I met a beautiful girl.
She had me in her grasp.
As our lips met for the first time, I was scared and moved my lips far from hers many times.
I didn't tell her I was scared so I made up an excuse.
She brought my lips back to hers as she kissed me I forced myself to believe that she wouldn't hurt me
then I kissed back.
Unfortunately I was wrong and felt remorse.
She left me...
A permanent mark has been left on me.
She took my last bit of dignity and self-control.
I'm no longer the same person I was the day I saw her
