America was done and so was England. America was fed up with up with England thinking he owned everything, while England was annoyed how America had to save everyone and wouldn't shut up. Little did England know that America was breaking on the inside because he was trying to make everyone happy. That's how they got to this coffee shop. America was drinking coffee staring England down. Trying to get some reaction out of the British man. Sighing America passed England a letter and left.
Dear England
Your so busy making maps with my name on them on all caps that you never really noticed how much I hurt. You still decide everything for me, you still cut off my opinion, you still think your the king. Well, darlin' your not. This is why I left in the first place. You are NOT me because if you were you would let me live my life. I'm sorry, but I don't think either of us can do this anymore.
Sincerely,
Your former colony and lover Alfred F. Jones the personification of the United States of America.
England read the letter and only let a single tear escape from his eye.
A/N I swear I ship this it's just that I listen to a lot of break up songs. I'm planning for the next 2 chapters to not having any pairing. I hope I can get a tribute one up for 9/11, so if that's something you'll be uncomfortable reading I'll warn you beforehand.