I made
Fancy waffles
For the both of them.
Well actually
I just toasted
Them.
They were the
Frozen
Waffles that you buy
In those boxes.
To make them fancy
I just dabbed
Whipped cream
And put two strawberries
On each.
(I gave myself an extra berry)
I stared at my creations.
I just liked it
When
My food looked physically
Appealing.
It really calmed
The OCD side of me.
I heard a door open
From upstairs.
It was obviously Mikey
Then.
I looked at the three plates
And pushed away
The one with the three strawberries.
I picked out
The left plate
For Mikey.
It just felt right
To give him it.
I pretended to fiddle
With the counter tops
Until I heard
Mike's footsteps
Enter the room.
I smiled to myself,
Grabbed the left plate,
"Good morning, Mikes."
Then gave him
The plate.
I was
Extremely tempted
To eat my waffles,
But I wanted to wait
For My Frank.
"Did you sleep well?" I asked him.
I felt very
Self conscious
In this moment.
What if he heard
Frank and I?
I felt the heat
In my face.
I was probably
So red.
"I slept really nicely. I didn't even wake up in the middle of the night. I haven't slept like that in a long time."
The weight
Of the world
Slid off my
Shoulders.
I could relax.
"That makes me really happy."
I shot my head
Towards a hallway
Frank had finally
Woken up.
I picked up
The other plates.
Rested the one
With the three strawberries
By me.
The other by Mikey.
"Morning, Frankie."
"Morning."
Now I could eat
Because we were all here.
I had noticed that Mikey
Hadn't ate either.
Maybe we possessed
The same motive?
But
Then again,
I didn't pass him the syrup.
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Sanity (Frerard)
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