Near to ne’er a day in my life has there been; I’ve not walked the line. The lofty ascension or the deep plunge unto oblivion; what choice have I but to turn asunder and march upon eternity? There is a terrible darkness inherent in any divinity. That’s why they likened you to the Moon. They thought the Sun of me, but I could never believe myself to be the bright star; I am the vast darkness, the endless yearning of the void.
Nay, the experience of mortal life is to be found in the sun & the light that’s cast thereof; but I am most ravenous for it only as you reflect it. You exist within and without me, and cast your influence as you please; my hunger infinite I will always want for that light, and lament any absence of it. For my emptiness eternal; I’ll take only your presence to sate, else live forever as nothing.