Sex

I'm sorry that it was ruined for you.
And that you hate it.
I understand that, and I respect it.

But tell me, how come when it bothers me,
You don't give any kind of fuck?

"What's wrong?"
"Everyone just kept talking about it.
It made me kind of depressed.
And don't say I'll have it some day."
"But you will."
"I said don't."
"Too bad. Bye."

And then that was it. No words of encouragement,
Or anything to try and be sensitive,
Besides something I asked you not to say.
And believe it or not,
If I say don't say something...
There a reason.
It won't actually help.

But don't worry.
I'm over it now.
And it's all thanks to the person who said
They'd help me with anything.

Oh wait.