Numb. That is all I feel. The heat from my small campfire doesn't seep into my dirty skin. It's been three months since I left him. I can't even say his name now. It just breaks me even more. Pushes me even farther into the pit of loneliness I'm in right now. Sometimes I wish I had stayed. That I had just stayed there and kept him close to my heart, kept him safe. I can't think like that anymore though. It only eats me alive. No mater how hard I try I can't just forget him. I tell myself 'It doesn't matter, it's pointless, love does not exist in this world, not anymore' But then I think of him, the way he said my name the way he smiled and I know, that he was to important for me to forget. It's been so long since I've told myself the truth. I keep lying to myself, trying to ease the pain. But as I look into the fire I decide to tell myself the truth. My love for Gerard will always burn bright.

Notes

So yes my beautiful people. There is a sequel. And yes it is Frank's pov. Here is a little prologue to let you see the story. This one will be different. Much better, hopefully, and more emotional. Hope you like it! :) If you would like to see different versions or sneak peaks of chapters, tell me and I might post deleted content and ideas on my tumblr for you guys :).

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