IncestI remember sleeping in the bed we shared.More Like This
Was it wrong?
I remember him always holding me in his arms.
Isn't that what you do with those you love?
I remember mom finding out.
Why did she cry so much?
I remember him looking away.
Couldn't he meet her gaze?
I remember asking him if something was wrong.
Had we done something bad?
I remember him wrapping his arms around me.
Wasn't it supposed to feel this way?
I remember him keeping his voice soft and quiet.
Did he whisper so as not to let mom hear?
I remember him saying he had to leave.
Where did he have to go?
I remember saying goodbye.
Were those tears for me?
I remember not seeing him for years.
What kept him away?
I remember seeing him again.
When did he grow so much?
I remember feeling tears slip down my face.
There were still tears left?
I remember running to him.
He didn't forget me?
I remember feeling his arms around me.
Is it the same as before?
I remember a passionate, dominating kiss.
I remember a promise.