To the Boy Who Talked About My Virginity
To the boy who said he can’t be with me
because I’m a virgin it was a sparkling
Friday night
and I was feeling vibrant full of
stars and confidence
We had always been friends but never
really to close I asked if you would give me a chance
Feeling lucky as if the sky was in my hands
you replied I rushed to phone nervous and excited
to see what was said
you told me that you would but, "it’s just that i was a virgin"
Darkness filled my chest I never said
that i wanted to have sex with you
ignorance has eroded your mine like rust
has corrupted a bicycle pipes
Full of potential
But yet it struck
Maybe it was puberty that caused you to
believe that just because your balls
dropped that my panties should have
dropped by now to
So yes I’m a virgin my flower will
not blossom just because someone
picks it from its garden