My story is as old as time itself. I, a crowned prince of hell fell for an angel and it almost destroyed me. I was always one who was lulled to life by the light and all that lived in it. It intrigued me and raised questions that were never even thoughts before. One flame in particular pulled me so close to the sun that nothing else existed save for it. Despite all we knew, it was as if we were newly formed and seperation was not an option.
Everything about her consumed me until it finally did..... consume me.
Its funny how getting burned can bring you back to perspective. I've been fooled, I've been a fool for it. I know better now and where my place is and always will be.
The dakness has always been my home and I've strayed too far from it.