I Was Stupid

Sometimes I get depressed and things start to resurface.
Things that I was once ashamed to remember.
Things I had buried deep down until I explode.
One time, I needed a shoulder to cry on.
So I went to my ex-boyfriend's house...
Because we were still "Friends".
He seemed interested, like he wanted to console me.
But when he came to give me a hug.
He put one arm around me and another on my breast.
I needed a friend or someone who cared for my well-being.
I thought he wanted me back.

I was stupid.