Guilty

I gave myself to him,

Emotionally,

Physically-that was a first,

Now I feel guilty,

As though I'm the worst.

We did not make love,

Perhaps closed touching...

Nevertheless,I feel used,

It feels so upsetting.

I love him til this day,

I don't seem to mind,

He has me emotionally,

At long-distance undefined.

I sacrificed so much to be with him,

He hurt me and unappreciated me at times,

This is why it feels dim.

Of course they are bad times,we make mistakes...

I just never thought,

I let him in,

Now he is different..so I feel guilty.

Sometimes dirty and hurt.

I love him,but yes at times he is a jerk.

But I know this is part of life,

Experiences make people grow,

But it is so much to process,at a rate too slow.

I never did anything physical with a guy,

Besides him

And if you see my poetry,

You'll see my love is flowing and its border so thin.

I know I shan't feel bad,

Because I did all out of love,

I just wish he would love me faithfully,

And that I wouldn't have to doubt.

Nevertheless,I understand everything so true,

So clear,yet I wish I was the exception,I really do.

Maybe I am,maybe I will be,

But as time passes,it consumes me to know..for-I want him forever,he ought to know.