Slightly angsty, short, one-shot inspired by my own headcanon considering USUK and random YouTube videos... yeah...
I hope you like it! /Mayuen
I knew the day would come, when you had grow to old to rely on me. Why would I be surprised, you are such a lively, cheerful spirit, seeking for adventure around every corner. No one would be able to chain you to the ground, with your magnificent wings of a soaring eagle. I was stupid who actually believed my chains, my bond to you would keep you even slightly down. Your eyes were already caught by the light of freedom since the day you were born.
You were such a cute child, running around, being fascinated with everything in the world. The innocent eyes of yours saw everything as beauty and good. I guess mine had grown to weary to be able to see everything as you so childishly saw it, but your smile kept giving me a smile on my face too. You reminded me of the happiness of this world, the small things you oversee and merely notice when you have grown older.
Our time together was filled of such joy that I wished it would never end. Such a selfish wish it was, and selfish wishes will never come true. But a little part of me wouldn't believe that.
The day came, when you had grow to old to rely on me, you wanted your own place and your own power. That light you were born with in your eyes, shining stronger than ever. You wanted your own freedom.
I had told myself from the beginning that I would not be surprised when this day came, since I knew from the start that it would. But alas, I was wrong, the day took me with such a chock I could barely believe it. Not being able to think straight, I tried my best to keep you with me, just making your desire for freedom and independence so much stronger. I was stupid, so stupid.
That well hidden part inside of me that believed so truly that you would never leave me, believing that the day would never come, made it so much harder. My selfish wish had, by its own nature, stayed with me, growing and trapping itself inside. It was no single way I could remove it.
The image of you, turning your back to me at the end of the war, surrounded by the water that was pouring down, turning the earth to mud. That particular image will always be stuck in my head, burned into my eyelids. Making your words echo through my ears, never stopping. You wanted your own freedom, and my selfish tries to desperately try to keep you with me just made you lose all the respect you had for me.
I knew the day would come, you got your freedom now, but I had never thought that it would hurt so much.
"Bloody you if you are not happy now."
The so common rain poured down outside the window, like it tried to accompany and ease the pain that were tormenting the alone person inside the building. While small droplets of water accompanied them inside the room, traveling down the cheeks of the great country.
"Bloody you if you are not happy now." He repeated.