Lucifer's Most Silent

My love is mine & mine alone. The ramblings of a forgotten follower. Why wasn't I good enough?

[ephemeral-chaxs]

I was your scapegoat. That was what certain mortals called me. They weren't wrong. Your sins became my burden, yet I still loved...love you. I still love you. Even now. It hurts.

Why don't you feel the same, Lu?

You think he's "forgave" you, but was there to forgive...? For once you feel some sort of relief and you tell me "I'm in love with someone"

...

That someone is not I.

[ephemeral-chaxs]

We played, we danced, we lived. I found your ideals to be beautiful just as you were and vowed to follow you even beyond what one would call the "end".

Our worlds crumbled and you felt distant. I continued to dance though, for you, upon this stage. I don't entirely remember when you stopped looking my way. But when I learned the truth, it felt as if you yourself severed my wings with that holy blade.

I just wanted you to see me. The one who was always with you. The one who followed you to this hellscape in another life. No matter how many tears I shed it will always be him.

Him.

Him.

HIM.

Never me.

You'll always feel conflicted. You'll never look at me the same way ever again. I'm not sure what I did wrong? Won't you ever be truly honest with me?