AN: Ok please note that the first letter is supposed to have been written after the Revolution while the secound was before. The third note is your choice. Anyways I love the song and I think it fit them nicely, it made me think of a letter that America might write. So I tried that so enjoy the outcome.

England,

I wanted to be like you, after everything's said and done I bet you'll never see just how much I admired and loved you. I wanted everything in this world that you had to offer but something's no matter how hard I tried were impossible. I couldn't get you to see just how badly I needed you or how badly I wanted you; how badly I wanted to be free of you or how badly I needed you to be there.

I tried to be like you, to be that perfect image I saw you as, I played hero, and I played pretend. You never let me be the hero, you've always protected me. When I so desperately wanted to protect you, I wanted to protect myself and I got swept away. The tea party and all these battles…

I've broken so many things during this thing, mainly your heart again. France told me a little about you not having any friends before meeting me. I didn't know you were so cold and you needed someone to show you the way.

On that day when you and France made me chose I didn't really know any of this. All I knew was that you needed someone, anyone. So I took your hand and I thought we'd figured out that I'd be your hero and you'd be mine.

England if you want to I can save you. I can take you away from here, you're so lonely inside. So let me open up you walls because it's so busy out here. There's so much to see with me and I know all you really wanted was somebody who cares.

America

England,

I'm sinking slowly, so hurry come home and hold me. Everything is running out of control and the colonists and states our talking about revolution. They say you don't care anymore, that your neglecting us except you keep raising taxes. They're scaring me; I don't want to lose you… So come home. Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on, cause I'm so close to believing it all. I

Please can you tell me where you go when you're gone so can understand why you keep leaving me. If it's another war you know maybe I can save you. I'm not that weak anymore I can take you away from here. So if you need my help just ask I'll do anything for you to come home. It's so lonely inside this house and so busy out there and I'm worried you're not coming back home or even that they'll be one for you. Massachusetts is so restless with mutiny and the others really are beginning to think the same.

All you wanted was for us to help you out right so let's all just talk with your bosses and then maybe sort out all these taxing problems. I don't want this to blow up.

Somebody who cares,

America

America stared at the two notes he'd uncovered from so long ago. He'd never sent them never had the time or the guts. Then there was the third one, slowly and shakingly he uncrumpled it to look. Three simple lines filled the top of the page.

Please can you tell me, so I can finally see where you go when you're gone?

He collapsed again in his blasted storage closet. Why did he bother to try fixing a room that was clearly unfixable? He wasn't brave at all he couldn't even face the now broken fragments of his childhood, he was a coward. All he wanted was those fragments and he couldn't even face them or the man who he shared them with.