Love thy Enemies

Love's gonna be the end of you and me.

"Do it!" he yelled at her as he held the man down. There was obvious fear in her eyes. She trembled holding onto the gun in her hand. The man's face wasn't even looking at her directly. Vengence. That's what it was. It raced through her body everytime she saw him.

"I can't! She says. The man looks up at her and smiles pitifully

"ISN'T THIS WHAT YOU WANTED!"

"I'm sorry." she put her hands up. Opening her palms and letting the gun fall to her feet. The tears streamed down her face.

Revenge. Love. Hatred. Lust. Obsession.

Forgiveness