Once we where so close.
And that once was for a small amount of time.
Everything that Germany and I spend went by, from a blink of an eye.
The wars started.
I was forced to join the other side from my boss.
We said ours good bye
And left.
Not even a hug.
Just a 'good bye' and turn different directions.
The war is still going,
I sometimes walk past him and we stop just for a moment with out saying anything, like we where already talking just by our minds and we kept walking with out turning back.
I cry at times and they tell me to grow up.
When the hell is growing up going to happen to me?! Or help me!
Can't you see I'm breaking?
I need to see him!
Just tell me how!
Can't you see my tears?!
Can you read my facial expression?!
Who could be breaking us about?!
Save me before I drive insane killing myself!
(Let me just say I was hearing The Lost One's Sleeping in English my favorite song)
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The Feels book of North Italy
RandomSo, since I have a lot of books to update I will put a simple book, and since I'm a google plus Italy roleplayer I tend to put a lot of 'feels' post. So I would just copy and post it on here while you guys wait for the other books to be updated. Thi...
