Dearest Amarill,
It appears I have tried the divine patience with my pursuit of you. God gave me a talking to. He said I need to tone it down. He said that He loves you more then I do and that’s when I tried to argue with Him. I insisted that I loved you more then anyone, including Him. God got very angry with me. He filled me with a greater fear then man could ever know. He darkened the skies and struck with lightning.
That’s when he damned me to hell for a while. He says I’m not getting out until I repent and admit He loves you more. Unfortunately, I think I’ll be here a while. I wish I could say I have regrets, but you’re too important to me.
Anyways, since I have some time, I’d thought I’d write a letter or two… you know, since there’s not much to do other then be tormented by fire and brimstone and be taunted by Lucifer. He and I have had a couple chats. He’s gotten rather annoyed with me too. He does say (with excitement and pride) that my pining for you is unlike anything he’s ever seen (and he’s seen some pining believe me). However, it’s the intense love that I feel for you that disappoints him.
He and I took a walk beside the river Styx the other day and I told him all about you. While he couldn’t get enough of the lust I felt, the idolatry, and the way I neglected my life for you, he became rather frustrated with the love and kindness I’ve shown you. He says that if I keep trying so hard to build you up and to be with you forever, he might just have to let me go. So maybe there’s hope for me yet.
As the days pass, being apart from you does feel like hell, but sending you my love, my thoughts and my prayers keeps my strength and will alive nonetheless. I think of you up there on earth, walking and hopefully thinking of me too, and I pray that God will have mercy on me and force Lucifer to release me after all.
With all my Love and affection,
Romeo
