35 (Franks POV)

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Gerard's gone. I'm laying next to his grave with his hoodie on. I decorated it with his flowers, he would have loved it. I came to his grave every day. Screw everyone i've ever dated. I only truly love Gerard. I wanted to marry this man. It's not fair. I hate life. I will sit here everyday and not move until i see him again. Don't worry Gee. I'll make sure to see you soon.

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