Matthew muses about his feelings and relationship with Arthur, and for what it's worth, all the promises and sentiments he's held in between.
A spin-off free-verse poem based on my former fic, Moth-Eaten Sweaters & Sporadic Overtures. You dont have to read it to understand this however, since it only makes use of pronouns and no names, you could think of it as a poem for any ship really.
(this is really just brain fart. feel free to enjoy trashy poetry from my even trashier brain hahahaha)
disclaimer: i dont own hetalia
i love you.
.
.
i love you.
but it is with a heavy heart
that i must tell you
goodbye.
.
.
and it hurts me
to say
that i must let you go.
.
.
i wish
that I had known your intentions
sooner,
so that i
would not have spent my time
waiting;
when to you,
i was not even worth
an ounce
of attention,
nor
a second
of your time.
.
.
i wish
that you had told me
from the very start
instead of making me believe
in such false hopes
that perhaps
somewhere,
someday,
we could have had something
real.
.
.
they say that stars
can hold a secret,
a promise,
an oath,
a pledge,
a vow.
and if I offered them
my words
i would tell them this:
.
(in hopes that it may reach you
someday,
somehow)
.
i love you.
.
.
.
i loved you.
reviews would be great, thanks.