We layed next to each other,
Cuddling
On that white couch,
Laying
Soft
Smooches on each other's bodies.
"Why were you at that place?"
He asked.
"My friend invited me," I answered,
"It was an apology for kissing me. He even bought me this shirt, too."
Frank was shocked,
"I like your shirt, but you still hung out with him?"
"He's my friend, Frankie. But we got drunk together, and he tried to kiss me on the lips."
Frank looked sickly.
He was so pale
Even for him.
"...But I pulled him away because I love you.
He got mad at me, said these vile words to me,
That's when I called you."
I kissed him quick.
He needed it.
Frank looked like me.
He was lost in the nothing.
"Frank, what's wrong?" I ask.
He popped a look at me,
"No, I'm fine."
I prayed he wasn't lying,
"How was your tour?"
I had to change the subject.
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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 • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
