The Story of a Once Sexually-Abused Girlfriend

All I felt was numb
during what should have been
the most emotional experience of my life.

The moment when a beautiful young girl
blossoms into sexual womanhood
with the man of her dreams
should have been a special moment, right?
To me it was the moment all of my dreams went sour.

I once had a dream
of giving away my innocence
to the man I love on our wedding night.
And I thought I had found
the perfect man to share that dream with,
until the man of my dreams
turned into the monster of my worst nightmares.

Naive? Yes, but I truly did want this dream
to someday be my reality...

It all began
with a moment of lust-based weakness
and eventually came to be
where he would stick it up my ass as I cried;
no lube, no choice.

I remember the times I would
find the strength to tell him to stop,
and how he would comfort me
as I cried in his arms
telling me I'm as strong as a mountain.
But no more than ten minutes later
he would be pulling at my pants again,
repeating this cycle over and over with the mountain
until she could not find the strength to say no anymore.

But as greed began to consume
this former shadow of my first love,
he made attempts to go all the way.

Up until now, this last remainder
of my innocence
was all i had left to give
in that fading dream of mine.
But he eventually took that away too;
no foreplay, no consent, no emotion.
Just a shattered dream and a broken hymen,
both belonging to a girl
who had cried until all she felt was numb,
remained.