Consent

Source: (picture of girl sitting on a bench with her head down.)

I wonder if you thought what we did was loving…
Or sexy…
Or inevitable.

I wonder if you woke up ashamed…
Or elated…
Or proud.

I wonder what it must be like not to care…
Or worry if there’s blood…
Or worry if there isn’t.

I wonder how it feels to leave without fear…
Or remorse…
Or responsibility…

I wonder what it’s like not to have to choose…
Or be judged…
Or shamed.

I wonder what it’s like to be carefree…
Or irresponsible…
Or dead inside.

Natolie Webb