Too young to know,
Right from wrong,
To feel his arms around me,
Just makes me stutter.
But there’s something more,
That he wants,
Something, I’m not ready,
To give up.
If I say no,
Will he leave me,
Or will he understand?
I knew what I was getting into,
When I started this,
Knowing that he’s experienced,
While I’m still a sweet, innocent,
“Daddy’s little girl”.
He said he could handle that,
And I thought I could too.
But now it looks as if
We were both wrong.
I don’t care it he leaves me,
I have to keep myself.
If he leaves me or not,
I know that I did what was right.

~*~ Tamma M. Offenstein ~*~