I loved him even when he was unlovable. Not because he was beautiful, it certainly was that, but because when I was too eager to be a God he knew how to make me human — by loving me in return. He hated humans. Sometimes I think that even in that time his love was the purest form of hate. Now he is in love with one of them. I betrayed the dearest of mine because a God cannot be trusted: a pray will always remain only a pray. I guess that is my turn to desire to burn everything down. Can I kill one of my creatures? One of the kindest? Should I become like the one that I love or be who I am, losing what we were, what I was, what I will never be again — happy?
God’s jealousy - About Lucifer and God









