That morning
I woke up and
Frank was beside me, sound asleep.
I was happy.
I was going to make sure he woke to a sweet treat.
I was going to buy us fancy coffee.
I kissed his cheek,
and left.
Walking outside,
I could smell the pretchoir
From last night's rainfall
In the air.
But there
There was a coolness
And a freshness
That felt nice.
Right down the street
There is a bakery.
And there,
They make these sweet coffees.
Frank and I used to go there all the time.
...I don't know what changed that.
I ordered him
Something with chocolate chips.
I knew he'd like it.
I, on the other hand,
Got some frozen mocha.
Walking home,
I stepped inside.
Frank was awake in the bed.
His eyes were plastered to the ceiling.
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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 • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
