Left Behind
I hate this day. I hate you. I hate you! I bloody hate you! There you stand, looking so smug and powerful. You've made a real name for yourself haven't you? And who's to thank for that? ME! I was the one who raised you, cared for you, loved you. I was a fool to give my heart away like that. But I guess I can thank you for one thing, I'll never act so unguarded again. After all I did for you, all I suffered, you ended up being a traitor. Yes, a traitor. You betrayed the king, you betrayed me! I was your brother, didn't that count for anything?! Didn't that ever enter your mind when you stabbed me in the back? I doubt it. Only someone heartless could break the heart of someone else so easily. That day, out in the rain and the mud, you took my heart in your hands and shattered it to bits. Then you left. My heart is still broken, there are pieces missing and some have been put back the wrong way. Not that I'll ever tell you, why should I?
You left me.
How could you leave me behind?
Leaving
I had to leave, I had too! My people couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't take it anymore. I needed freedom, not a king. I ached for the chance to grow and discover, to test my strength to the limit. I couldn't do that as your brother. I had to leave, even though it was painful. Do you know how hard it was to leave you there that day, in the rain and the mud, to know I was trampling on the heart you so freely gave me? I'm so grateful for the love you gave me as a child, you know that right? The years after that day were so hard. I was on my own, so naive and new to the world...and you hated me. To be honest I didn't really like you either but how could I hate you? Later I tried to make things right, I tried to be a hero and gain your trust again. Nothing seemed to work though, you saw me an acquaintance, not a friend or a brother. You've built a wall around your heart and won't let anyone in. That's my fault right? I wish I could've hurt you less, but that's a silly wish isn't it? Nothing could have stopped what happened. Every year I know you spend the day completely alone, lost in your thoughts and probably drowning in alcohol. That's why I always invite you to my birthday party. You never accept it of course but I won't give up.
I left you behind.
I don't want to do it again, brother.
The pain of leaving, the horror of being left behind. My favorite holiday of the year beside Christmas and I decide to write something angsty. Eesh.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA! AND HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY CANADA! I DIDN'T FORGET YOU, I PROMISE!
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