Cuddling with Frank
Was great.
I liked to feel how warm he was
They way we blended into these walls
Was like camouflage.
"I made you stop cutting?"
Frankie nodded.
"Show me your wrists, Frankie."
He revealed his arms
To me.
His glorious tattoos covered him
But the remnants of what he was addicted to
Still existed
If you examined close enough.
"Why were you hurting?!?"
It made me panic
To know that My Frank
Hurt like that.
"I was lonely."
I stared at him,
"...And if you dare ever feel lonely too, you better fucking tell me. loneliness is a monster. It strips you of who you are, and eats you alive until you can't even tell what is and isn't. It burns your nerves so bad that you stop feeling, except for a pain in your heart. Cutting reminded me that,
I was still living and breathing."
I breathed in,
"Frankie don't hurt like that anymore!"
"I'm not! I just told you that!"
"But what if it's still there?!"
"Gerard, nothing last forever, remember?"
He took my wrist,
Kissed it.
It stung a bit at the touch,
But that didn't even matter to me.
I didn't nudge
In pain.
"And your pain won't last forever either. I'll be there to help you. Always."
I climbed over him
Smooched his lips.
It was hard to see him
Against these sheets.
But I could see
His hazel eyes.
They were mesmerizing.
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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 • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
