*Trigger warning!!!

Just turned 17 years old, big city, bright lights, high hopes, all by myself, failed contraception, you were older, should of been wiser, shoulda been kind. You were 23, I was barely out of school.
"You're having an abortion" you said, after we left the doctors appointment, what I wanted didn't matter and it was never discussed.
Ten days later, to the abortion clinic you marched me, ensured I arrived, made sure I signed in, left me 'to it'.
I woke from the anesthetic, feeling pregnancy hormones leak away in a...