My dear Lucifer

I think whatever happened was for the best. Masks were lifted and true faces hidden underneath them were revealed; demonic faces which cared for no one but themselves. It was for the best that you went away from my life before I lost myself in the selfish desires of the one who supposedly loved you selflessly. How ironic it is, isn't it? For a guy in true love to be capable of hating someone. 

Where does this hatred come from? Deep within the depths of that heart is a bottomless pit which burns love and generates hatred, jealousy and all those 7 deadly sins which take over and turn a man into a demon; an unnatural being, a satanic entity blazing the soul in hellfire and slowly killing every single trace of life within. It then takes over the body, a vessel to implement its evil plans. It then spreads its evil poison into the hearts of everyone around exhaling those life-sucking parasites which latch onto a person and reach every corner of his life gates and before he realises they suck out the very life force within him and turn him into a shade, a soulless dark monster, underlings of the satan himself.

I am glad, I found a way out from the darkness you were dragging me into for you had slowly started to become something you yourself once loathed, a shade ; living in the shadows of the demon. I cannot comprehend how, the very love which you believed in so much could turn you into an entity so distant of love. Perhaps, it wasn't really love. Perhaps you would've been alive if you had questioned yourself. Perhaps, you could have saved yourself from falling, Lucifer.