RomanoxReader A Good Man

I wouldn’t be like this if I was a good man
But I am not a bad man, right?
Please don’t say it was a misunderstanding
A wrinkled sentimental heart, my last pride thrown away

I walked the lonely dark streets while the pouring rain displayed my sorrows. The night was quiet and peaceful aside from the harshly pouring rain that blinded anyone who was in its grasp. The sky was heavy with clouds of a sickly gray color. I had met you one year ago today.

I met you after long, long wait; this is heaven’s play (a joke)
Rain stops when it comes down, I just have to hide when lightening strikes
In a dream without you, I wander around everyday, 24 hours
I am anxious to know if you are doing well, if you fell asleep already

I had been alone most of my life. Or, that's how it seemed, anyway. I might as well have been. No one truly loved me. They only wanted my land or money. I pushed everyone away, so they all hated me. Not that it really mattered to me. One day, my brother decided to come over, sitting down in the kitchen and blabbering on about some "bella ragazza, ve~". I just sat there and ate my tomato, staring at him. I tuned him out every once in a while. He seemed to notice.
"Ve~ Romano, are you listening?" he asked.
"Ah? Oh, uh, yeah." I said, half heartedly. Just then, my door bell rang.
'Now, who could possibly be here!?'
I thought to myself as I went to go answer the door. When I swung it open, I froze at the sight before me. Standing in front of me was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. A girl with (h/l)+(h/c) hair and sparkling (e/c) eyes. Her form was perfect, as well. She was so dazzling, I stood there dumbfounded for a minute. When I noticed her looking at me expectantly, I blushed and slammed the door. That girl was you. Feliciano walked out of the kitchen curiously.
"Romano, who was that?" he asked curiously.
"Uh, I don't know... I didn't bother to ask, I just kinda... Slammed the door in her face..." I said, now realizing what I had done.
"Her...? Oh! that must be ___!" he said, rushing over to the door and opening it up wide. I just stood there, frozen in shock and embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, is this a bad time?" you asked, apologetically. You didn't want to impose.
"No, no, it's fine! Come on in!" Feliciano said, inviting you in without my consent.
"Hey, Feliciano!" I yelled, angry at my brother's stupidity and rudeness.
"Ah? I knew I shouldn't have come, please forgive my rudeness." you said, starting to back up.
"No!" I said, and then covered my mouth. I hadn't meant to yell. "It's fine, you can stay. Please make yourself at home." I said, stepping aside and holding my arm out, gesturing to the inside of the house. You blushed and smiled.
"Thank you very much." you said, and walked in, taking a seat in the living room. I closed the door as Feliciano ran to sit next to you on the couch and start chatting you up. I stared at you from my position at the door for a little while, and blushed when I caught myself. I then went into the kitchen to grab a tomato from the fridge. Just as I closed the doors and turned to walk out of the kitchen, just about to sink my teeth into the tomato, I stopped. I saw you standing there, looking at me curiously.
"So you like tomatoes, huh?" you asked. I blushed and lowered the tomato from my face. I nodded, looking away.
"That's wonderful! They are so delicious, and good for you too! And they are such a pretty shade of red, aren't they? Paintings never seem to capture the true beauty and simplicity of a tomato." you said.
"Uh, yeah." I said, trying not to smile. You were a weird one, that's for sure. But it was kinda... cute. I nearly gasped, as I realized what I had been thinking.
Holy crapola, no! What was I just thinking!? Did I seriously just think that she was cute!? Why!? I'm not supposed to let ANYONE get close! I thought.
"I really should've introduced myself earlier, I'm sorry." you said, scratching the back of your head. "I'm ___." you said, holding out your hand for me to shake it. I looked down at your hand and blushed. I looked away, sticking my hand out as well.
"I'm Romano..." I mumbled, shaking your hand. You smiled sweetly at me. I decided to sneak a glance back at you. Big mistake. You looked so incredibly cute. Just then, I felt something dripping from my nose.
"Oh no, Romano! Are you ok?" you asked, frantically. I didn't understand what you meant until I saw my reflection in the glass cupboards. No! It was a nosebleed! I quickly covered my nose with my hand and ran as fast as I could to the bathroom. As I cleaned up, I realized something. It was love at first sight.

Oh please on more time dance with me tonight
A sweet time with you in my dream again tonight
Stories we shared as we matched our feet calmly

I thought about the night I first asked you to dance. We were at a bar that my stupid brother had invited us to. The Germans were chugging down beers like it was going out of style. My eyes drifted over your form. A beautiful red dress hugging your body in all the right places. It nearly made me drool. I shook my head to snap out of the trance you had unknowingly put me in and blushed. I walked over to you and held out my hand, looking away, still blushing. You stared at me in wonder for a moment and then smiled and grabbed my hand. I swung you around skillfully on the dance floor. Your grace and beauty entranced me once more, and I felt as though my form was being lifted off the ground, and I was floating on top of the clouds.

Stream water is like a toxic
Looks for key to maze of reality

Is my stunning love a tear of misunderstanding
A bouquet that I put my last hope in

Heart that was stepped on is harassing me

OK think in a different point of view, I am sorry dear

Tears streamed down my face, only to be washed away by the unforgiving weather. How could I have lost you so easily? You were the best thing that had ever happened to my life. Now I was nothing. An empty shell.

Lost appetite, a wallet to take out a picture again
Checking an empty inbox in cell phone like a fool

As I neared a café, I entered it seeking warmth and shelter from this miserable cold. I sat down at the furthest table and made myself as comfortable as I could get. I ordered a hot coffee, and when it came, I quickly downed it. As I pulled out my wallet to pay the bill, I saw a picture of you and me. I reminisced of those days in summer time, when we would lie in the flower filled meadows, basking in the sunlight. I remember how the sunshine bounced off of your beautiful skin, making you look even more radiant. Then, I heard a cell phone going off, snapping me out of my memories. Thinking it might be you, I hurriedly rummaged through my pocket to answer it. But when I flipped it open, there was nothing. I looked over to see a man who had answered his phone, which was the one that actually went off.

I will erase everything because of yearning, the way of doing it without any evidence

I tried so hard to forget about you, but nothing seemed to work. I couldn't get you out of my mind or out of my heart.

One man’s pureness is romantic, a shout from deep inside of his heart
Time will solve it, a stinging whip called separation

I'm the one who pushed you away, I only had myself to blame. I told you to leave me, so why should I be sad? I deserve it.

(Please have only a bit of caffeine and alcohol)

You once told me those very same words. I never seemed to listen though, did I? I always came home drunk, and you would never get angry with me. You would always just keep that sweet, angelic smile on your face.

My reflection in the mirror ignores me

I'm too disgusted to look at myself. Not even the devil would want my tainted soul after this. As I looked into my bathroom mirror after washing my face, I punched it in a fit of rage. The glass shards cutting into my fist and shattered pieces falling to the ground to get broken further.

Pride that I persisted turns into tears on eyes that didn’t move at all
Rain drops lightly(?); She can’t forget about me yet (You can’t forget me)

I couldn't help but cry. As I lye awake at night, I can't help but think about you. I'm still hoping and praying that you'll still remember me and love me. Yet, I don't deserve you.

A good person (She can’t forget me)
A bad person (I forget you)
A good person, a bad person
I, I, I am a bad person