The Virginity Monologues

Songs are so powerful. The right ones strike a chord somewhere deep inside that forces you to listen to it over and over again until you've managed to break free from the spell of the truth that it speaks to you.

I've been agonizing a lot over Mr. Wrong lately. I look at him and think about how desperately I want him. It always gives me a start to remember that I've had him. Multiple times. That he is the one that I lost my virginity to. Why can't I purge him once and for all?

This is the song that I can't escape, even when I'm not listening to it. It describes perfectly how I feel about everything that has taken place with him.


I remember when you filled my heart with joy
Was I blind to the truth just there to fill the space?
'Cause now you have no interest in anything I have to say
And I have allowed you to make me feel dumb
What kind of fool am I that you so easily set me aside

You made a fool of me
Tell me why
You say that you don't care that we made love
Tell me why
You made a fool of me.. you made a fool of me

I want to kiss you
Does she want you with the pain that I do?
I smell you in my dreams
But now when we're face to face you won't look me in the eye
No time... No friendship... No love

Labels: Mr. Wrong