Virginity the thing that I thought defined me.

That was what made me worth something to a man to anybody.

If I wasn't pure I would be dirty and worthless.

I wanted to hold on it and keep it close to me because if I let go for one minute it might not be there the next.

I wanted to be worth something to someone and if I just let go of it I wouldn't be worth anything to anyone not even myself.

As I struggle to hold on to it I wonder how me not being a virgin would affect me.

I realized that it wasn't going to change who I was.

I was still going to me and it only was defining because I let it.

So I decided to let it go and the little white feather went off in the wind to join all the others.

In the blink of an eye there it was off in the wind.

Free from me and I was free from it and all it held over me.