Your Number One [Frerard]

You Believe In Love

After he was gone, I picked up the bag. I took out the piece of paper, and flattened it with my palms. It was a letter.

Dear Gerard,

If you're reading this, then it means that you have stuck to your wit and rejected me. I've gotta hand it to you, you are a smart guy for doing so.

But I'm heartbroken, and I can't stay here with these raw memories plaguing me like a disease. So I am going to go on an adventure, like I told you about. I still hope you'd listen to your heart and come with me, but since you already rejected me once you probably won't have trouble doing it again.

Anyway, if the off chance that you change your mind occurs, I will be at the local airport on the 28th of April, and my plane is boarding for California at six. If you don't come, maybe I'll bring you back a keychain.

xofrnk

P.S.: I love you, and that night we spent together will always have a special place in my heart.

At the end of the letter was a clumsily drawn heart, with 'F+G' inside of it. I'd started crying the moment I read 'you rejected me'.

Oh, how I felt sympathetic for Frank Iero.

But OH- how heartbroken I was to care just how much.