“If you loved me you would.” is a phrase often muttered when trying to force someone into an intimate encounter.
An intimate encounter can’t occur if someone feels pressured into doing something.
Doing something doesn’t mean you have to yell rape and fight your way out.
Your way out may only seem to be in the moment giving into the pleas.
The please believe I was raped by my boyfriend is not so easy to fight.
To fight with no evidence means it’s not worth your time.
Your time has come to face him again because to the world, a lack of a no is a resounding yes.
Yes, I liked him, but that sure doesn’t mean, I wanted to be taken as a whore by this man I just met.
I just met some people, who told me today that my rape isn’t valid and I gave it away.
I gave it away to the man that I love because sex is more than just two bodies.
Two bodies becoming one means heart mind and spirt; not choking me and spitting in my hair.
My hair reminds me everyday, to cover up for I am natures prey.
Prey on the weak is natures natural call, but don’t prey on me again for I am stronger than you all.
You all may beat me in running or lifting weights however my mind has beaten death.
Death is a fact we all face, but it is not my time yet, and neither is it yours for “If you loved me you would..” fight to stay alive one day more.