A letter to a lover from a past life.
My ever dearest, Aloysius,
If only I could have told you just how much you meant to me. If only I could go back. If I could go back and tell them just how much you mean to me. Maybe things would've been different. I could’ve held you closer, tighter and just never let go. I’d have been able to stay till the end of your mortal life. I could have freed you….I could have tried harder for you..
I was weak and now we’re both gone. I was gone centuries after you. But your life could have lasted longer. I could have still been holy, maybe. I could have tried, just tried harder. I could have fought harder for you after I fell, but I was weak up there. Having my siblings against me.. Gabriel, Uriel….Michael…..
They looked at me as if they had never seen me before.. Aloy, if you had seen their faces, you’d understand I'm sure I was scared...I had never felt that afraid. The things they said….this heart pangs with pain and tears prick my eyes as I remember.
Sometimes, whenI remember...I think it would have been better to have not met you. I would not have ruined your life. I would not have ruined my own life.
Love is such a harsh emotion. Aloy, I’m so sorry you were killed because of me. You deserved so much more. Your LIFE was worth so much more. So much more than an angels tears. You could have had a family… I was so selfish…..I still am. But I loved you. I loved you, I loved you. Part of this soul still aches for you, my old friend. May your afterlife have been kind to you. I pray it has been. I pray you’ve found someone kinder to you. Kinder to your soul...Someone not dangerous like me.



















