4:00 AM
Was so early
To be
Waking up.
I pretended to sleep.
But I heard Frank getting up.
Sliding on his jeans,
And with an odd cackle,
I had assumed he put a belt on.
I heard him slip on a shirt.
I decided to open my eyes
Before he left.
"I was listening to you the while time, you know."
"I had a feeling," he laughed.
I decided to put on my clothes
That were laying on the floor
From yesterday.
I rush to him
And embrace him.
"I'm gonna miss you." I tell him.
"I'm gonna miss you too." he tells me back, "and please, don't take that stuff. I've been looking for it so much, and I can't find it anywhere, but I know you have it. Gerard, some of the things you do are so uncanny, because I swear I'm rechecking every crack and crevasse but I never find anything."
I laugh, "my sugar won't hurt me."
There.
One puzzle piece
Or perhaps the only answer.
It literally was sugar.
"Gerard, what is that a metaphor for?"
"It's what it is, Frankie."
He stayed silent through that,
I don't know what he was doing,
because he shouldn't be doing anything.
That reaction wasn't supposed to happen.
"When do you leave?" I asked.
"I'm going to be gone by five."
It was 4:50.
I gave a peck on his lips,
"You should get ready then."
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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 • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
