Hesitation

by whirlwind94

I wrote it thinking from Wendla's POV though it could apply to any girl coming of age. Poetry, oneshot. "Reckless desires, nearly painful in their intensity. Do you want to ruin me?"

Disclaimer- I DO NOT own Spring Awakening.

Wendla's POV, kinda. I haven't posted poetry on here before, so I'm curious to see what sort of feedback I receive (translation: I'm nervous so please review!)

Hesitation.

Reckless desires, nearly painful in their intensity. Do you want to ruin me?

We could hang on the verge,

Wondering

Waiting

Wanting

We could push onward,

And meet it

And claim it

(or let it claim us)

Neither of us will be the same.

Will we feel complete? Or just ruined?

Will the longing be satiated?

Or will we have only just whet our appetites?

I want to, believe me, but I am afraid. So afraid.

My ruination is inevitable, true, but now?

So soon?

I feel so young!

I sort of want it, though. The pain, the completion, the being togetherness of it.

But what about you? How will you feel when you see me in all my innocent, virginal glory?

Do you want to take that, taint it and corrupt it with the irreversible?

Do you want to ruin me?

...I'd let you.