by burning love » Mon Jun 10, 2013 3:41 pm
Ireland
Ireland leaned forward to try and peek over Russia's shoulder. She desperately wanted to see what he was drawing, but she also wanted to be surprised. Ireland forced herself to sit back in her chair and wait patiently. She kicked her feet back and forth much like a child would. Excitement and anticipation surged through her body. Ireland actually felt like she was a toddler again waiting for her father to read the first words of a story book. Once upon a time, there was a little girl who met a magical wizard. The wizard promised to give the girl a special gift. He took out his magic wand and began to conjure up something beautiful. Ireland watched in awe as Russia waved his 'wand' around the paper's smooth surface.
((Hehe I don't really know where I was going with this. It just came up randomly))
A fire inside my body
Fire inside my heart
Is gonna consume me
For this to start
It feels like there’s
Like there’s a
It feels like this fire
If I keep waiting
And I feel all warmed up inside