Author's Note: Yup, another old song drabble. If you haven't guessed, I'm picking songs from my iPod that make me think of USUK every time I hear it. "So, it's like your opinion on what a USUK FST would be like?" ... Maybe? Anyways, this song drabble... I've never realized how sappy it sounds like.

Warnings: Sappiness?

Disclaimer: Hetalia and its lovely characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. Good-bye My Lover belongs to James Blunt.


Good-Bye, My Lover

Alfred stood out, looking upon the vast emptiness of the plains; grass flowing in the wind; ever so ready to run down the hill on which he stood, and into awaiting arms. No, he shouldn't be thinking about that.

"I feel," Alfred paused as he looked around, making sure there was absolutely no one in site or hearing distance. "Empty."

The hollow word was swept away into the windy air, on its lonesome way to only God knows where. Alfred sat down, never losing that feeling of nostalgia as he remembered the event that had happened about two years ago.

"You couldn't break my spirit." Alfred sighed as he lied down whilst closing his eyes. "But you can take my dreams…" Alfred whispered inaudibly as a pair of beautiful, warm emerald green eyes flashed behind his eyelids.

"I guess being independent has its consequences." Alfred said as he got up off the ground. He turned to leave, but something held him back.

"Good-bye," Alfred whispered towards the empty grassy field. "My most precious person." With that last good-bye, Alfred walked off finding it hard to believe that that field was once a muddy depressing battlefield on a rainy day so long ago.