Canada's POV
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There was a time where I didn't care for sadness. I thought if life was so short, then why spend it being depressed? Go out with friends, and enjoy all the happiness in the world!
Well, I soon learned that happiness isn't always an option. Some days, sadness will overcome me, and I'm left in the dark.
Maybe someone will care. Someone could possibly cheer me up and temporarily blind me from the sadness. But most of the time, no one could care less about me. Many times, people forgot my name or who I was.
No one cares about my well being. Or at least that's what I thought, until I met Gilbert. I thought he was just another guy who will forget me and move on, but I couldn't be more wrong. He brought a light into my world. He showed me that I exist for a purpose, and some people would actually miss me if I'm gone. And that no one would miss me more than him.
This little German boy reminded me that happiness exists in this world of hate. But so does love, and no one can show me a greater love than the one who makes my life worth living.
I know, it's really short, but it's short and sweet. :) And I felt like this really needed an update
