Why can't he see it? Why can't he see how I hate to see all this blood on his hands? He hurts, I know, and it's tearing me to pieces. I don't like to see hurt—I don't want to see him be torn. I know it's his boss, I know it's our bosses. I just want it to end, why can't it stop? I have to watch and there's nothing that I can do.
He comes to me with blood on his hands and soot in his clothes and the emptiest look in his eyes. He's sick, right now. He's sick because of what is happening in him. Germany is falling to pieces, it's like poison.
He isn't getting better.
And it scares me.
I do what I can, I hold him, love him, don'tletgostaywithmedon'tleaveme I need him.
Just please-
Don't leave me.
This feeling has been growing in me for such a long time, this feeling of 'I love you'.
So I'll hold his hands, no matter how much blood or ashes are on them.
I'll kiss him and tell him that we'll bring ourselves back.
I don't have too many scars, but somehow, I think I'll get more. I know Ludwig has them, and every day, he receives more. I'll tend his wounds, I'll wash off the blood and ashes.
I
will
never
stop
loving
him.
It's all red sunsets and the hum of the planes, but I'll keep holding your hand, Ludwig—until the sun rises.
A/N:wheeeee!!! That was extraordinarly fun to write. I love deep!Italy. w I really, really sort of kind of do.
Also: Here is a picture of my Italy cosplay that I have been asked about. :3 .com/art/Feliciano-Vargas-134395757 It wasn't the best picture, but I actually didn't get a lot at the con, which made me kind of sad. But I liked this picture. It wasn't even actually during the real photoshoot. But this picture made me sorta happy. So... yeah... XD Enjoy? By the by, friend me on dA if you'd like to. ;D