After moving to London, I have finally realized that if you really are meant to be with each other, whatever happens, time will certainly find a way to make you be with each other. Whether you like it or not. Even if both of you are separated by the seven seas.
Old memories of you started to dim. And started to replace the old ones with new memories, inch by inch.
Though I have to admit that sometimes I begin to wonder what would the future look like if everything turned well between the two of us. If you came back safely from the war without any amnesia, hadn’t met Alice those times, married me, had a happy life and many more.
When I slipped out of the church, I immediately went to the airport. The day before your wedding, I made arrangements. I booked a flight to (country name). The country where we’ve met and promised our future.
Everything was very fun. The short time we had together are treasures that I would keep.
I decided to forget about you and moved in England.
Finally… Years have passed and I moved on. I have to admit, there’s still this part of my heart that regrets what happened and the part which tells me that I should look forward to a new future. A future where both of us will just be good old friends. Just like where we’ve started before. Friends.
Your voice that always calls my name before is still vivid in my memory.
The thorns that should have disappeared long time ago are still pierced in my heart, so I don’t forget about my past with you.
But I know that these memories will never be erased. These memories, whether they are bad or good, I will still keep them. These memories are my trophies that proves that I have survived something bad and lived a wonderful memory.
I want to find a different love. I want to finally find someone truly meant for me, so that someday, I will be able to face you together with someone who will make not forget about you, but, will make me happier with him. A love that would work well.
Someday, my broken heart will finally heal completely. Like a calm after a storm.
From now on, I want you to continue living in my heart but this time, as a person who will be there when I have problems a person who I can talk to. A friend.
I want us to meet again. I want to laugh with you without this pain in my chest.
It’s sad that we were separated like that but I know that something better awaits us.
“Love? We have a meeting- Love are you ok?” said a voice that suddenly cut me out of my train of thoughts. I turned around to see Arthur Kirkland. Alfred’s brother.
“I’m fine Artie. Umm.. What about the meeting?” I smiled at him. Arthur saw me 2 months ago. I built a pastry shop and it immediately became popular here in England. Arthur must’ve wanted to try our pastries but to his surprise he saw me working at the shop. He talked to me and told me how worried he was when he didn’t saw me during the reception and haven’t heard about me after his brother’s wedding. I told him not to tell his brother where I am because during that time I am still trying to move on.
“We have a meeting later love. 8:00 to 11:00. Ummm… If you don’t mind, would you like to have lunch with me?” Arthur smiled sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head.
Know what? I am starting to feel weird… Specially when I am around Arthur. I mean, I get this butterflies in the stomach feeling. I’ve only felt this with Alfred before. And that was when I was in love with him. Could it be? Am I finally going to have the love that is meant to me? I hope I am. This time, I won’t let anyone steal this new hope from me.
I smiled at Arthur as I readied my things for the meeting.
“Sure Artie.”
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Hetalia (C)- Hidekaz Himaruya
