an ex-virgin's lament
of_the_girl
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lying curled
up like a shrimp
on a cold bed
after a night
of
tangled silken
flesh
and songs of
sighs
i feel something
is missing
and i just want
to hide away
where he is
and not be
afraid of
the uncertainty
of growing
up for now
i have become
a woman
.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
not a little girl anymore...
what a bittersweet realization...
up like a shrimp
on a cold bed
after a night
of
tangled silken
flesh
and songs of
sighs
i feel something
is missing
and i just want
to hide away
where he is
and not be
afraid of
the uncertainty
of growing
up for now
i have become
a woman
.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
not a little girl anymore...
what a bittersweet realization...
"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato
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Sex does not a grown up make. Not by any means.
i did not "jip" myself out of a few more years of naivete... i am in love with him. we have been together for two years and are in love with each other. i'm happy i had this experience with him. true, sex does not make someone a grown up... i believe i was grown up before i had sex and therefor the reason why i decided to do it, of course the main reason was love.
i'm not a child and did not make a mistake. it's just the uncertainty of everything else that made me write this poem.
perhaps you'd have to be me to understand. in fact, i know you would.
that's the sad part... or is it?
HOWEVER: thank you very much for reading this poem and giving me your honest assessment. I always appreciate that from anyone. Thanks.
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Fret not. When I was saying "you" in my reply, it was a general "you". Just an easy pronoun to use. I was not talking specifically about of_the_girl.
You're right, I don't know you. More importantly, I don't know how old you are, what you're like, or what your relationship is like. I just know that certain things young people do when they think they're grown up change a lot about their lives. It's an innoscence lost. Drugs, alcohol, sex... all that stuff sorta lifts a very comfortable veil off of you (again, general "you", not you you), especially if you're not as grown up as you think you are. Then you're exposed to a colder, less forgiving, more raw world. The real world, yes, and everything begins to change.
I don't consider myself "old" though. In fact, I am only almost 19. But not quite an odd time to be losing one's virginity.
I agree with every point you made about losing your innocence.
And general yous... I use those all the time.
*sigh*
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Ah, 18. That's when I lost mine, too. I was in love with her. And I don't regret losing it to her at all. Even though we didn't work out. Yes, we were in love, but as we grew, we changed, and what love was to us changed, and that was the end of us. It happens. We're still friends, and neither of us regrets a second of it. I was in love again afterwards. She lost her virginity to me. Again, we grew, love changed, we changed, we died. Still no regrets. It's all very romantic to think your first will be your last... but at 18, it won't be.
And yes yes, I'm talking in generalities again, just to be clear. Don't want you think I have some foofoo idea of you or anything.
I grew up in a high school where the virginity started going around age 13. I was one of the extremely small minority to have graduated with the shrinkwrap still on. Heh.
Then I became a fuckaholic in college. Go figure.
Anyway, thanks once *again*...
haha fuckaholic
oh, and i loved the shrinkwrap comment, that was great :P but yeah, it was rare for me to graduate a virgin too... ah yes, youth is going to hell, but hey... whatever...
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