When innocence is stolen

Innocence, what bliss . Hand holding, hugging and a simple kiss. What being young and in love is all about having love for this entity without a doubt! Something about him makes me smile and that innocence lasted a while. That day was different kinda tense, that was the day he stole my innocence. The gentle was now rough and bare , I didn’t fight him I was too scared, he took it without asking , without my consent that’s the day he stole my innocence. Days and months went by but at night I still cry. I now hear his voice in my head the boy I once loved I now wish dead. It’s hard to deal with the trauma and emotions when really all I want is to overcome them! Now it’s hard to find the bliss since the day he took my innocence.