Scouring Shame

1. I contracted herpes in 2009, and likely transmitted it to someone else in 2015.
2. Years ago, I took a younger girl to the bathroom, and I showed her my erect penis, asked her to touch it, pull on it. I orgasmed, cleaned up, and asked her to keep quiet.
3. I routinely hide loneliness and shame within me. Within a nonchalant husk, behind cursory smiles, detached acknowledgements.