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Missing!Prussia x Reader: Talking to the Moon
(Warning: Suicide attempt)
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
I want you back
I want you back
(Name) looked out her window, tears streaming down her cheeks. He had been gone for awhile. Some even categorized it as missing. She missed her lover, her friend, her fiancee. She wanted him back more than anything.
My neighbors think I'm crazy
But they don't understand
You're all I had
You're all I had
Elizabeta, (Name's) neighbor, looked at the girl from her window with a look of disbelief. She thought (Name) was crazy. Not only for loving the obnoxious man, but for wishing he would come back. But she didn't know that he was practically (Name's) life.
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself talking to the moon.
Trying to get to you
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too.
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?
"Hey Gilbert," (Name) said, looking to the bright full moon.
"I miss you. I wish you get home or tell me where you are. Just come home soon, okay?"
I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk of the town
They say I've gone mad
Yeah, I've gone mad
Gilbert laughed insanely as the small town's people clapped at his creation. He had gone mad, but it wasn't the chemicals' fault.
But they don't know what I know
Cause when the sun goes down
Someone's talking back
Yeah, they're talking back
Ohhh
He looked to the sky, the sunsetting on the purple and orange sky. He watched for the moon, it a full one that night. He missed her, that's what made him mad. His boss moved him away from her, saying she was taking over his work. He didn't mind it though. He loved her too much to care.
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself talking to the moon.
Trying to get to you
"Hey (Name). I miss you, hopefully you do too."
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too.
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?
"I wish I could tell you where I am. I'm in (random small town name). I hope to see you again," he said to the moon.
Ahh... Ahh... Ahh...
Do you ever hear me calling?
"Please come home, Gilbert."
"I'm trying to come back, liebling."
Oh ohh oh oh ohhh
'Cause every night I'm talking to the moon
This continued for every night, rain or snow. Even if there were clouds in the way.
Still trying to get to you
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?
Many of her neighbors and his work friends called them fools or crazy. But they both wanted just one thing each other.
Ohoooo...
One day, (Name) was giving up. She sat in her bathroom, a knife in her hands. She was crying many tears. She was positive he was gone forever. Left her, wanting another. She pressed the knife against her chest until a familar sound came, the unlocking of the front door. "I'm home, liebling," an unmistakable voice said.
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away~
(Warning: Suicide attempt)
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
I want you back
I want you back
(Name) looked out her window, tears streaming down her cheeks. He had been gone for awhile. Some even categorized it as missing. She missed her lover, her friend, her fiancee. She wanted him back more than anything.
My neighbors think I'm crazy
But they don't understand
You're all I had
You're all I had
Elizabeta, (Name's) neighbor, looked at the girl from her window with a look of disbelief. She thought (Name) was crazy. Not only for loving the obnoxious man, but for wishing he would come back. But she didn't know that he was practically (Name's) life.
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself talking to the moon.
Trying to get to you
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too.
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?
"Hey Gilbert," (Name) said, looking to the bright full moon.
"I miss you. I wish you get home or tell me where you are. Just come home soon, okay?"
I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk of the town
They say I've gone mad
Yeah, I've gone mad
Gilbert laughed insanely as the small town's people clapped at his creation. He had gone mad, but it wasn't the chemicals' fault.
But they don't know what I know
Cause when the sun goes down
Someone's talking back
Yeah, they're talking back
Ohhh
He looked to the sky, the sunsetting on the purple and orange sky. He watched for the moon, it a full one that night. He missed her, that's what made him mad. His boss moved him away from her, saying she was taking over his work. He didn't mind it though. He loved her too much to care.
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself talking to the moon.
Trying to get to you
"Hey (Name). I miss you, hopefully you do too."
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too.
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?
"I wish I could tell you where I am. I'm in (random small town name). I hope to see you again," he said to the moon.
Ahh... Ahh... Ahh...
Do you ever hear me calling?
"Please come home, Gilbert."
"I'm trying to come back, liebling."
Oh ohh oh oh ohhh
'Cause every night I'm talking to the moon
This continued for every night, rain or snow. Even if there were clouds in the way.
Still trying to get to you
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?
Many of her neighbors and his work friends called them fools or crazy. But they both wanted just one thing each other.
Ohoooo...
One day, (Name) was giving up. She sat in her bathroom, a knife in her hands. She was crying many tears. She was positive he was gone forever. Left her, wanting another. She pressed the knife against her chest until a familar sound came, the unlocking of the front door. "I'm home, liebling," an unmistakable voice said.
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away~
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I want you back
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Being away from the love of his life, knowing that she would never come back to him was the worst feeling ever!
Even for the awesome one, he needed someone who loved him for him.
But now, she’s gone.
“What’s the use in waiting? She’ll never come back…” he said out loud, his voice, trembling as he tried to hold back his tears but to no avail.
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I do not own the song. It belongs to Bruno Mars
I do not own Prussia. He belongs to Hetalia.
I do not own Hetalia. It belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.
I do not own you. You belong to yourself. Or maybe Mother Russia.
I do not own the song. It belongs to Bruno Mars
I do not own Prussia. He belongs to Hetalia.
I do not own Hetalia. It belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.
I do not own you. You belong to yourself. Or maybe Mother Russia.
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