Letters to Holy Rome 4

*8 months later*

Dear Holy Rome,

Today was my birthday. This was my first birthday without you. As everyone sang happy birthday, I knew there was one empty chair. I make sure nobody sits in your chair. I want it perfect for when you come back. I even miss your terrible singing. It always made me laugh. Whenever I eat,I look at the empty chair across from me. I wish it wasn't empty. It makes me cry sometimes. I still miss you.

           Love,
              Italy