Do you remember?

Do you remember that game i won?

11 years old without a clue,

but hey, it was something new.

me and you, we were bored,

and i tried for weeks to win,

which you must have adored.

you called it, “uncomfortable”

Do you remember that game i won?

you know, the one i so desperately never quit.

the one where both of us would sit,

i let you feel my every breath,

little did i know, it would soon be my death

Do you remember that game i won?

the one where you felt up my leg and past my knee,

and when i finally won i wasn’t as filled with glee

like i hoped i’d be…

Do you remember that game i won?

i am restless remembering every last move, i’ve been waiting to win the game between me and you.

and i’d finally won

but nothing was the same.

because this game that i won,

wasn’t really a game.

Do you remember that night?

when you referenced our game

telling me it was, “uncomfortable”, just in a different sort of lane.

“don’t say the word and you will win”

but now i’m forever scarred with a mental picture of your grin.

Do you remember that game you won?

where you took my last hope.

that same game where i felt every grope.

you took advantage of a child, very well done.

because this game that we played, wasn’t very fun.

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