February Deflowering

He emerged from the fog, becoming
A grown man and different from that
Boy I once knew in high school. Talks
And conversations that become more
Meaningful. It felt like a homecoming
Because as we merged something at
The back of my mind clicked. Clocks
Stilled and my insides became sore.
Nobody warned me it was going to
Hurt so much. No one said it was all
Sunshine and rainbows. No romance
Or rose petals. No way to take back
My innocence and be the girl I knew
Before. All those delicate China doll
Days, tarnished and this is my chance.
A mess that would evolve into black
And blue because we were caught in
Something unfixable. This is my sin.