Something is missing
'I remember that day like it was just yesterday, the sky was gray from the smoke and clouds. The rain fell from the heavens as he said those words. Yes, he wanted freedom, it was clear as day, but the reason why he wanted it, was as cloudy as the battle field. I never truly got over the fact that he was gone. But I don't care anymore.'
'He seems to have changed, in a good way I suppose. He has a lot of friends, and has a brother that cares for him. But, he doesn't have me, he doesn't need me anymore. Fine then, he can go strait to hell for all I care!'
But still...
"Hey ummm… England?" I heard a familiar voice from behind me, that woke me up from my flashback. 'Oh joy, it's America.' "What do you want America?" I asked with a tone that sounded more like 'Go away, I'm busy.' Which, wasn't the way I intended it to sound like. "I just, wanted to know if you're free tonight, you know, so we could hang out?" I saw a light blush on his face for a brief second, I blushed a little myself just to think he did.
"Yes, I'll go. I have nothing better to do today, so, might as well-" I got cut off when America jumped up and down screaming 'yahoo' or whatever. "Thanks man! You have no idea how much this means to me." "S-sure don't mention it." I answered him with a little mumble. "Well, see you later big brothe-…" America froze, and so did I. we both looked at the ground below us, thinking about what was said just now.
I feel like…
Suddenly, I felt tears forming in my eyes. 'Why do I feel like this? Why?' The tears fell, and American noticed. 'Damn it, why?' "England?" I didn't hear that. "England." Nothing, only the words that came out of your mouth that day were heard in my mind. "England!" I felt two strong hands on my shoulders, and I woke up from my day dream, only to look directly into America's beautiful sky blue eyes. "England, it's ok. It'll never happen again." I turned away to look at the floor, something other that America. Yet the American wouldn't give up on my attention, he turned my head to look again at his eyes. Staring into my very soul he said. "Because I love you, and I noticed it to late." Before I could react to his saying, a soft kiss was laid on my lips. 'What the bloody hell?…." I couldn't be angry at him, his kiss was so passionate and sweet, I just couldn't resist. I slowly slipped into the kiss and allowed his tongue to invade my mouth. 'God this is so wrong.' Yet I couldn't back away from the kiss. America broke it off to breathe. He looked embarrassed and his face was red like a tomato. " S-sorry if it's so sudden, I think I should go. You know to let you some time to think and all…" He then walked away, his back facing me. And for a second there, I could see his American uniform from 'that' time. I slowly turn around, going the opposite direction.
Something is missing.