Celestial Confessions

Lucifer Fell

I once thought you were a godsend; an ethereal being made from stardust and dreams. There were constellations in your eyes as if all space and time were condensed into one human body. Your diaphanous skin touched mine and I felt myself falling and falling as if we were two stars collided.

I craved the look you gave me; the one like I was a soul to be saved. You whispered Elysian words for only me to hear and they formed a hymn that tickled my ear. Your kiss trailed up my sides and left a delectable taste on my hungry lips.
I worshipped the ground you walked on, and with divine hands around my neck, you pulled me into your unholy world. You lured me in and cut me up with sinful thoughts of you and only you.
You put me on my knees where they smacked against the cold, hard floor. You demanded my confession, but darling, the only sin I've committed is falling for you. I suddenly understand how Lucifer felt when he fell from heaven.

You aren't the angel I thought you were—only a servant of God, an obedient slave attending to His every whim, doing His dirty bidding. You weren't heaven sent, you beautiful demon. You didn't take me to my salvation; you took me to my hell.