Life is not as it once was.
I am not the angel I used to be.
Once upon a time I was a soldier of God, a shining light of holiness, obediently following every order put forth by my superiors.
Now I am tainted, wrought by human desires, emotions, mistakes and regrets.
A fallen angel who gave up everything for one man.
I gave him my service, devotion, and love.
Now he abandons me the moment I need him the most.
I saved him, now I need him to help mend my broken soul.
I need him to save me.
But he won't, he trusts a monster.
He takes a vampire's side over the one who died and pulled him from the fiery depths of hell.
I understand that he is angry with me.
He believed me to be pure and perfect, without flaws.
But I do have flaws, I made a horrible decision and I lost his trust.
I let him down.
I destroyed our friendship and lost any small chance I had of gaining his love.
We are both broken, our pieces barely holding on.
He will be saved again, but this time, I will not.
I am letting go, I am not needed anymore.
The vampire is his saving grace, I am nothing.
Nothing.
Only a poor excuse for an angel, drowning in regret, who will die among the trees, darkness and evil of Purgatory.
Alone and heartbroken.