A Short Narrative: Luce lost his senses...

Wild and perturbed...Het Licht stood in front of Luce, his words echoing in her body like if nothing existed inside of her. Words clashing every corner of her, surreal..."this most not be real, i'm in a dream...no...in a nightmare"
She look at the sky seeking for strength, she looks at the trees looking for a logical explanation...
Nothing happened. Just more words colliding with my sense, colliding with my pain, colliding with me (the reason that used to bring me balance failed) .
"Am I worthless, Het Licht?"
Why is he asking me this? What is wrong with Luce? How can he be asking me this? After all, he was the one who showed me light in this darkness, at what expense?
"I want to be with you. I want to caress you. I need you."
In what way? We are soulmates but not in flesh...flesh doomed us once and will over and over again. Can't you see? You are making this in wicked sense. I do not owe you my body, and the love i have is the one that i am giving to you. Why the hungry for something that cannot exist? You better than no one know this, Luce. Please...do not dare...
" I prefer being with you one night and lose you forever as a friend"
This words echoed and echoed, clashing every sense left, colliding and strangulating what is left of my hope, what is left of my love, what is left of our treasure...our sacred friendship.
"I'm not going to risk anything...I don't see you with other eyes. There is nothing missing of you...you are my friend."
How can he be asking this from me? I'm not a doll who pleases a master. Nobody own me...and the men that I've been with are no longer beside me...you want to suffer the same fate...you want to be out of my universe, you prefer to be randomly wild in darkness and possess my flesh like a trophy. Luce is no longer here. I've lost Luce by his own selfishness, by his own victimizing character. I can not hold you any longer...not now, by knowing what you want from me, by depicting my being to a night madame that pleases carnal wishes. I may tempteth with my innocent smile the dirty thoughts and desires of your darkest mind.
We split that sour afternoon, from being one big strong soul to two annoyed by their presence one. Sadness, anger, an unwanted melody rings at my ears: there is no happiness anymore, all men seek for one thing-flesh- as for me...my light will shine in another place...my light will seek other paths...crying and hoping for Luce to regret. My heart teared, sobbing for an act of selfishness...for the way that Luce lost his sense.