Deep in my gut I knew.
I was being violated by a man who pretended I was the only one.
That picture shows me naked, trusting, open to him.
He entered my body pretending it was love.
Every time he made me come, he took something that wasn’t his to give.
Trust feels like acid now.
He didn’t just break my heart. He broke my sense of safety.
The damage lives in me forever because of what he did.