RoyalBakaness

 First Hetalia fic I wrote. I made it out of my feels. Sorry if I butchered the characters. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Hmm. You seem rather engrossed in that fairy tale, Seychelles." The brunette heaved a heavy sigh as she recognized whose voice that was. Closing the book she was reading, her vibrant brown hues narrowed the moment they met his emerald orbs. "What are you doing here?" "Rude." England clicked his tongue and crossed his arms. "Can't you just greet me properly for once?" Seychelles rolled her eyes. "Bonjour, Mr. Fuzzy Brows." He shook his head, an arrogant smirk slowly stretching acr

Love is terrifying. I am afraid of looking into someones eyes And seeing a future. How lovely it would be To hold out your hand and not be afraid of falling down. To not be afraid of loosing yourself And then watching them leave with everything you loved. I have never loved myself, Or felt content when I looked in the mirror. So the day he walks out that door, I do not think that my feet will stay planted. I do not think my legs will stand strong, Or my eyes look ahead, Or my heart stay complete. Because being in love is giving someone your heart And trusting them to keep it close. Love is falling and praying they will catch you. And I do not