Her Murder

October 17, 2015

Her Murder

The feeling of having control over someone's emotions

Every single one at your touch

You could break anyone so easily with something known for happiness

I mean I never killed anyone well not physically

There was this one time, this one girl

I don't know why I did it

I just know it was fulfilling and addictive like a drug

Breaking every emotion she possibly had

Especially her view on "love"

I broke each emotion piece by piece

The rush of taking her last breath in the world of "love"

But I didn't break her completely

I broke her enough so she could feel the pain every time she fell in "love"

I broke her enough so she could remember every detail of our "love"

-Leonel Bautista

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