He could feel I wanted it,
but I didn't want him.
My body was saying one thing,
and my mind another.
Unfortunately, the body one.
I hated him,
but he had become nicer.
I trusted him,
and myself.
He was strong,
but I thought my willpower was stronger.
I was naive,
they both let me down.
I regret everything,
my body does too.
It wasn't fun,
and it hurt.
Why body did you have to let me down?