Number Three
Summary
Like he always does when he has a bad dream, Gerard reaches his slim fingers under his pillow grabbing at the picture. It's worn out and faded from Gerard running his finger over the other man's face in the photograph. He sighs as a fresh round of tears comes into his eyes, ready to spill out already.
He sighs sadly, and thinks back on the memories of the two boys who had fallen in love. How he had been to damn stupid to realize that he was indeed in love, before it was too late. But now it was. It is too late.
He sighs sadly, and thinks back on the memories of the two boys who had fallen in love. How he had been to damn stupid to realize that he was indeed in love, before it was too late. But now it was. It is too late.
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9/30/13