I'm in the living room now. I can hear you and West come in, you yelling about pasta as you both head to the kitchen.. a part of me feels jealous, for I remember a time when you called me Holy Rome and when life was so carefree and we both loved one another, when I was sure that you were my true love up until France took his sword and stuck it threw my small chest. Do you remember this past? Do you remember when you kissed me as I left for the war? I sure do.. it was the happiest moment of my life.. I wish our lips could meet in that way again, just once more.
I'm not sure why, but, it seems that I have all the memories well West has the looks and can act the part.. I'm fine with that.. I know you want him more than me, no matter how much it hurts me… and I'm fine with that, I repeat as a single tear makes its way down my ghostly white skin, Because all I want is for you to be happy…
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But then why is there this hole in my heart? Why can't it be filled?
I know I will die soon, so I won't tell you of my feelings, or my secret.. It's probably better you don't know anyways.. Afterall, you and West are the it couple.. but… I.. I still love him… and I always will...
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Author's Note: I'M SORRY IF THIS SEEMS BAD! IT PROBABLY IS! Also this is based off this headcannon that says both Germany and Prussia are HRE, Germany got his characteristics and Prussia got his memories, and I felt like writing a crappy one shot based off it. I'm sorry world.. especially with it's even crappier name..