Thursday, February 24, 2011

UK & USA Little Brother Hetalia


If I held your hand,

Would you run away?

Would you run away, from me?

If I pulled you close,

Would you turn away?

Or would you pull me closer?

That day in the rain,

Was a turning point for me.

My gun pointed at your chest,

Tears streaming down my face.

You look at me,

With those deep, deep blue eyes.

And I realize,

It can't end like this.

Pull me close.

Before I cry.

Let me tell you something.

All those years,

When you were growing up,

My love for you was too.

Oh, little brother.

I love you.

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