I remember when
A day long ago, yet not so far
I looked at her and said “what’s the big deal, what’s she crying about”
Because we all get touched
Why does she get to cry
And get your pity and empathy
When I said it, no one believed me
Or maybe they just didn’t care
So of course I didn’t support her
I mocked her
“Get over it” I thought
We all get touched here
Unwilling and unwanting
They get what they want
So stop crying
“It’s not a big deal”
Because if you hurt, I might need to hurt too
If you cry, I might need to cry too
See, it’s not that I didn’t believe you
Or that I thought you shouldn’t hurt
It’s that it hurts to bad to recognize what happens
To recognize how it feels
It’s easier to be cold
And numb
And “get over it”
Although we never will
#metoo