I love my brother. I really do. Everybody says I don't, but if they were in the position I was in, wouldn't they do the same? I answer to my people. As much as it hurts me, that's my first priority. Nothing else can come up, and nothing else can block me from doing my duty. I'm not a person. I'm a nation made of many people.
If only we had been born differently. If only we were like the Italies, born to be together, work in unity to create a greater good. Why did I have to have this life, away from the one I care about so much? How dearly I want to be back to the way we were, my older brother who I knew always loved me and somebody I could look up to. Somebody I could always be certain would be there for me, to ease any doubt or uncertainty I would have.
Some people say it was my choice to leave. They say it was me who hurt him. It's my fault that I have this hurt, and that I've hurt him.
It takes two to tango, doesn't it?
OK! Will or will not finish this one, this is just the prologue. I'm tired of all the EnglandXAmerica in love stuff. We really need a brotherly love thing here! And in the show, America just didn't care. I lol'd. There has to be WAYYY more. They both can't be bitter ot ignorant about the whole thing! I don't know if i'll have the time, energy, or ideas to finish, but we'll see!
OH MY GOD I just realized what a jerk I was! I swear to myself "I'll be sure to thank her in my next chapter" but I keep forgetting. :(:(
Better late than never I suppose! A TON of thanks to aoi-akai, for pushing me to write new chapters and giving me great ideas! Again sorry for the late thanks, but anyways, you're awesome! ^_^
