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Trigger
Trigger
By Muriel Palanca
By loving him, I gave him the power to destroy me. Love is a loaded gun that's been pushed right against my heart. And the barrel has just been emptied into my chest. I gave him the gun and let him pull the trigger. I begged him to. Every single shot hit its target. Every shot killed me slowly. Every bullet took its time. I died inside again...and again...and again...and again...and again...and again. I've shed my blood for him. I've made the ultimate sacrifice.
But when I look down at my chest, there are no holes. There is no blood. There are no scars. On the outside, I am perfect. No one can tell that I am dead. No one can even notice that I am a walking shell. Nobody but him knows that I am empty inside...just like the barrel of the gun.
