At the crack of dawn
I wake up
To whiteness.
Frank
is still asleep.
It took me a second to find him.
He blends into the sheets as much as I do.
If it weren't for his tattoos,
I don't think I would have found him at all.
I think I would have lost him
Forever.
Anxious,
I try to put my fingers between his
but I wake him in the process.
He squeezed my shaking hand,
and giggled.
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Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
