I tried so hard, believe me, I did. But damn, his eyes were swallowing me more each an everyday. They would take me, piece by piece. But me trying hard wasn't hard enough I guess. Just because I was put out into the world as someone whose heart was replaced by ice didn't mean I didn't have a heart at all. It just covered in the ice, meaning I was numb from the coldness. I didn't know what I was doing, I was embarrassing myself, ruining my reputation, for someone who wouldn't glance at me twice, let alone once. But let me tell you something- sometimes, trying is how you end up making someone realize that you are willing to change. And me? I longed for his sweet gaze, I weakened at the knees when at the though of his smile, maybe one day I would be the reason of the creased that appear at the corners of his eyes when he smiled or laughs. God, I hope so.

Frank Iero has been picked on everyday in and out of school since he first came in seventh grade. He gets called all the same insults that he did in Maine before he moved. 'Faggot' 'Retard' 'Sinner' it never changes, and neither does he. But.... What if his bully does? !!!!Trigger Warning!!!! Contains self harm and suicide attempts!!!!