"Felli, It's all right … We just need a little break"
"Luddy please come back to me I am sorry!"
"Nein I am sorry… I need some time alone"
"Ludwig Please I can't live without you! You are my everything! I am sorry I hurt you! I am sorry I forgot it! Please forgive me."
"Feliciano, just… let it go"
Those were his last words. Those were the words he said to me. This underground is so … old… Where am I going?… I don't know. I don't have a home any more… I don't have family… I have nothing. Nothing more than just the old memories. Once I was Italia now I am nothing more. It was all wrong to think it was right. I was all wrong again.
In my memory, I am in a town far away. Where the sun was always shining and there was a little boy. He was called little Italy. He was some kind of weird for the other nations. Most of them thought it was a girl. He had everybody behind him because he was like everybody wanted to be, a girl. The kid didn't knew about love. He just had a little empty book inside of his hands with on the title -Holy Bible- "Grandpa Rome Grandpa Rome I found my book!" the kid smiled as he showed the Ancient Roman Empire the book of the holy bible. "that is good my little Italy! I am so proud of you my little grandson." The only one that knew he was a boy were his grandfather and his brother. His brother Romano… He was kind and smart. He always wanted to be just like him. He loved him so much. But in the background you could see the small kid standing there pounded at his grandpa. "I have a book as well!" he yelled. "I am so proud of you both!" the older man said and gave both kids a hug.
When I turned my eyes… I saw his grandpa standing in the rain. With tears running down his face. "YOU BETRAYED ME LITTLE ITALY!"
"so are you going to write in your little bible now?" I heard a voice saying while I was sitting on the bench. A sigh came out of my mouth. Maybe today I would find some food. I just hope.. Today I can find some food.