Leaving

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"Gerard, I'll be touring." Frank told me.

That made me sad.

In fact,

I haven't felt sad in a long time.

He was gonna be gone for a while.

I understood, though.
I supported him too.
I knew how much this band mean't to him.

At least he was coming back.

I gave him a smile, "I'm happy for you, Franks."

He brushed my cheek after that.

"I asked Dr. Franceschi, and he said you were stable enough to be left alone, but promise me that if anything happens, you'll call me."

I huff,

Push his hand away.

"I'm okay, Frank! It's obvious that the meds work on me."

"I know. But Gerard, please. I don't want you relapsing. We both know you will if you won't take those meds."

I stop
Stare into his striking eyes.

He had a point.

My self care skills were pitiful.

He always had to make sure I was taking my meds.

"I'm fine frank." and I hug him.

I would miss him, however.

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