PREFACE
Pain.
It was not something I was used to. When we were trained, it as not just a physical training,it was emotional as well. We had learned how to build walls to keep others out. We had learned how to bottle up our emotions,and never feel anything but the need for revenge, which fuelled us on. We had been taught to lie- to others, to ourselves.
But as I read Omar's text, I felt the last remaining bricks of my broken wall crumbling, I felt the cork of my bottle finally fall off.
I FELT the pain. And realisation hit me so hard, it was almost as if the taxi I was sitting in right now had driven into me.
I was in love with him.
Love- an emotion I wasn't even vaguely familiar with; of which I had just heard of in the titles of movies. But to say i wasn't in love was a lie.
I just hoped I wasn't too late to save him..
YOU ARE READING
Guns and Roses
RomancePain, anger, hatred, revenge... That was all i knew. Love was a word i was only vaguely familiar with..of which i had only heard of in the titles of the movies that released in the local theatre. But then my life itself became a movie, one with pain...
