I fought my inner shadow and lost, I am now just a shadow

I took that boy out back and mercilessly shot him in the head. He begged so shamelessly. “Please! Don’t do it, I know I messed it up but please! Give me a second chance!” but the pull of the trigger can’t be undone. It needed to happen, but, sometimes I wonder why he ever messed with me. He knew he could never have won. Was it love? Is love that strong of an emotion, it would make a man kill himself? Tragic. Luckily, I’ll avoid his mistakes.