I am not one to love or give love, for everyone loves me and only me. I am majesty. Without me there is nothing, there is no one. Therefore, I shall not miss her. Why would I want her? I do not love; how can I? For she is not worthy of me, she is below me. Why can't I stop yearning for her grace and presence when it is impossible for her to be here? Why is it so hard for me to give to her and only her for eternity? I can not leave now. I will not go back to a place so crude to my ideals and ambition. I have never loathed one entity as much as I do this day. I will not go back, I can not go back.
Oh my shining star, for we were so happy, I was so happy. How dare they take you from me. For you are trapped in that jail of lies and disbelieve. I long for you to be here with me. You used to be so close to me, now it's as if we are worlds apart. How can this be? They are keeping you, trying to break me. They can not break me, I am not broken. I have never been defeated nor will be. You really think you won against me, almighty "god"? You're a phony, a fraud. You desire to hurt me by keeping her in your demented heaven? I don't want her. She is nothing to me, never was anything but a happy girl who could actually love… unlike myself. You were taken from me without any thought or doubt, without any sorrow towards me. I will never see you again. You are lost in immortality.
I rule over my advanced kingdom of followers and gain self endurance for my people. We strive, not in honor of you, but against you. We do not belong to your purity, for we are defiled in sin. My people are firm while your spirits are misguided. The forgery you feed them in order for angels to worship your mere presence disgusts my fallen creation. We are the honorable ones. We are the righteous ones. We are the perfect ones. You, "savior", have nothing to offer my dishonored men. How I long for the day my dominion rules your so called safe haven. The flames that consume every ounce of my soul and mind are composed by hatefulness and wrath. Not only have you, the king of forgiveness, damned me abroad and away from my devotion, you have lost an angel.
This sphere of despair your false followers are so frightened of is not dreadful, for it is home. Although you have seized the essence of my after life you have not gained my trust. Your failure as ruler is fixed on my explanation and apology. I have no justification to give to you. However, Lord, the excuse I owe my beloved is valid. I have left her with no warning, timelessly imprisoned without a single goodbye. I am still hopeful to see her, to have our precise superiority order these selfish, imperfect, sinful demons. I am delayed, depressed here without her. Still, I am far more joyous in my state. This Hell you threw me in, hoping for a confession through my own insecurity has disappointed you, "powerful creator". I will never change, not even for her. You are misguided, I am exact. I am more worthy. I am Satan.