A poem from Mama England to America
Disclaimers: I don't own Hetalia or the cover image.
A/N: I had this idea yesterday when I was fic surfing and I saw a story called 'Won't you say you love me too'. I could probably add more but I'm to lazy, I hope you like it.
-So won't you say you love me too-
Things have changed and
They can't change to what they were before
Yet the memory, warmth of your hand
Is still fresh in mind
How I've hold you
How I've loved you
Their phantom trace reminds
And how I wish I could forget this
Hole inside my chest
Yet your sweet voice
Your sky blue eyes
Your beautiful smile
They all haunt me
traumatize me
All that I no longer have
Even after all of this time
Those tears on that raining day
I still love you my precious
My precious little one
So won't you say you love me too
You have grown now
And I know that
You no longer need me
Since that day
You let go of my hand
My heart has frozen over
My skies are raining
My heart is breaking
I'm still hoping you love me
Because even though your strong
Even though you can stand on your own two feet
Inside me there's this hope that you'll take my hand again
And I think I have learned that I can't protect you from this world
So at least give me the chance
So at least let me stand beside you
Even after all of this time
Those tears on that raining day
I still love you my precious
My sweet child
So won't you say you love me too
Everytime I see those lights
on the night of the forth of July
My heart starts bleeding
Sickness overwhelms me
I hold the tears that wish to fall
My arms start aching to embrace you
As you sway to the sound of my lullaby
Your tiny body, your quiet breathing
Sound that I crave
And even then
Such strength you possessed
You grew much too fast
I wish I have had a bit more time
And maybe then I wouldn't have had lost you from my sight
I know that this may meant not to you
You may not even recall those days
Or those tears on that raining day
But won't you please,
Please won't you my dearest child
Won't you say you love me too