Hello.
I'm the personification of your country.
You'll never know my name, but I know yours.
I know you're parent's names, too.
And I know their parent's names as well.
I know who you're crush is.
I know who your best friend is.
I know who you hate.
I know who you love.
I know you're favorite thing to do when you're alone.
I know that you're probably freaking out at that last statement, but its okay.
There are a lot of things that could be way worse than that, and besides, it's not like I'm going to blackmail you.
I know you're entire family.
I know you're past.
And I know you're family's past.
But you will never know mine.
Green
that was all I could see when he looked at me
green eyes
I could waste words on grass, or emeralds, or fresh springs leaves
but they do not compare
no words are fit to describe those eyes
those windows to his every being
only big
and bright
and oh so green
the hue so clear and prominent, that even as i turned from him and willed the image away,
I saw pure green etched into my memory
eyes that saw me
not my faults, nor my failures
not my pride nor my insecurities
not the lips upon my face yearning for the feel of his own
not my eyes, held shut tighter than the fists at my sides
not the fire on my face, intensified with
You say he is what's he not.
With words people say they're bound to be true.
Riddle me this my dear friends.
What will happen to him on the other end?
You speak so kindly of all the others.
Who may have committed sins you've overlooked.
I'm not saying THEY are the criminals.
Because I know them as much as you do.
But have you known France?
Are your jokes that harmless?
I know he's a character of only fiction.
But my instincts tell me so.
I say he needs love.
It is, after all, the thing he adores the most.
Let me tell that when he flirts,
He only tries to give you confidence.
He only wants to show others that they can shine.
He just wa
Sunshine,
Twilight,
Setting sun.
Show me your eyes
Glittering pools of emerald
And sunkissed skin set ablaze,
Smiling at me
Two different personalities
They say, cannot clash
Without both giving sway
Pasion y sexo
Tarde es para tu' perdon
Afterwards,
You hold me close
I look up at you and see
your face, your eyes
And the twilight's gold
Gives you a halo de fuego
Only making that smile
All the more bright
If they say
Two personalities are
Too different to work,
Then why is it all I see is
Sunlight,
Twilight,
And an angel with emerald eyes?
I remember.
Those piercing blue eyes, that lingering blush,
I remember.
The fidgeting, the way you would stutter in embarrassment
every time I was near,
I remember.
The bashful smiles, the small acts of kindness
that you so desperately tried to hide,
I remember.
The shrill protest when I snuck into your bed during a thunderstorm, the tantrum you threw when I stole your hat and replaced it with a daisy chain, the hitch in your voice when I took your hand in mine,
I remember.
I remember all the times we spent together in that big house,
all the times we laughed, all the times we cried,
I remember.
I remember the desperation in you
To change or let be... by HetaliaFreak345, literature
Literature
To change or let be...
Fake a smile that they all see
But when they turn around
My eyes shut in my agony
And tears threaten again
Just this last time, I easily say
Until we all can be free
Yet once again they will all pay
For the mistakes I make
A pair of soulless eyes
No emotion, love or hate
Their empty painful cries
And a bloodbath in its wake
A clock chiming to no one
Screaming as it winds back
A book with pages worn
Leads them all to their fate
My life for theirs, a deal
I don't want to die here
But it's only one life to steal
Why not a little sacrifice?
Turning, rewind, do it again
An endless loop, to save them all
Ah, there's another o