Before
Before. Before she knew herself. Before her birth givers knew her. Her beautiful mother. With her short, sandy brown locks to her wide, beautiful smile; this woman was full. Full of life and love. At the ripe age of 21, this young woman, who have taken part of her heart and shook it onto others at the pharmacy her being was employed at, was given the fruit of life.
Right before her soft petal like lips can indulge the sweet sweet taste of that fruit, HE came in. HE is the one who changed her life forever. Not knowing of the red glint in his obsidian eyes. Sucked into the sugar sweet aroma of mischievousness, the next 2 years was a black hole that swallowed the cheerful youth that enveloped the poor girl.
Cold, harsh emotions strike her against that glow she had until it diminished. Her own self didn't even know the difference between her own tears and blood; it all felt the same to her. The way it rolls down the softness of her cheeks, and drips off; as if, escaping from the horror she called her life. The rainbows and flowers that have adored her from Him, turned into thorns that have wrapped around her bleeding organ, her heart. It kept puncturing it until, one day, a beautiful gift have blossomed into her belly. After Lena, a great grandmother went into heaven, all Hope was lost until a bundle of joy was created. That bundle, that saviour, called Zolena.
