AN: Hey, you guys~ Guess who's alive~! c: Sorry I haven't updated lately... my computer's broken. OTL It's still not fixed, so expect my work to be slow. Sorry!
This is just a short little thing where I just zoned out and wrote for a few minutes... Short, but I like it...
Prussia. Words cannot describe how badly I hate that man. It's that feeling that gnaws on the inside of your stomach, making everything all fluttery and weird.
Or are those butterflies…?
Nie, they can't be. If they were butterflies, I would have to love him. And how could I love my enemy? Maybe back when we were little, fresh and innocent, unmarred by the effects of war… then, perhaps, there would be love. But after the battles we've fought, the attacks we've launched… how could we feel anything but contempt for each other? We've hurt each other so much, given each other so much torment and scars… So we have to hate each other. It's the way things work out. Hate, hate, hate. Fucking bastard… I hate him.
And I think it's the way I hate him that makes me love him.
