It's Just The Radio (One Shot)
It's Just The Radio (One Shot)
He left me. Just like that, he packed up his things and left. Walked right out the door, barely saying a word. I remember this day like it was the day we met.
It was a gloomy afternoon. Various shades of grey filled the sky as clouds began to swarm around it. The sun hadn’t been out in ages. No birds singing in perfect harmony, no rainbows to brighten the sky. Nothing.
He hadn’t spoken to me in days. My heart was ready to collapse. Slowly I began to crumble. ‘Today, today I will speak to him.’ I thought. Groggily, I pulled myself out of my bed through the bottles of booze on the floor and got a fresh change of clothes. Once I was done changing, a bizarre feeling consumed. Something wasn’t right here. I heard the sound of the front door opening. Charging down the stairs, I stumbled, landing face first on the wooden floor . My arms and legs ached from the impact, but still I picked myself off the floor. He averted his gaze to where I was standing. The look he gave pierced right through my heart. ‘This is not the Frank I loved.’ My eyes swelled and began to flood with tears. Little droplets hit the floor and his vacant eyes should no sympathy. I tried to cry out to him, but only a hoarse whisper could escape the depths of my throat, “W-why?” Silence fell upon us. “Why are y-you leaving me h-here?”
“You brought this upon yourself, Gerard.”
“But you promised you would stay forever…” I couldn’t hold myself together. Sobs left my lips.
“Promises are always broken, Gerard. Wouldn’t things be better if I left anyway?” His voice was cold and heartless. Nothing could get through to that man, yet I ran to him and held him tightly. “Baby, please… Stay.” I begged him. He sighed. “Don’t make this harder than it needs to be…” He patted my head and smirked. I fell to my knees and bawled. He planted a kiss on my lips, his final goodbye. “Gee, you are my first love, and my only love. But this addiction… It’s gone too far. Time after time, I have given you many chances to clean yourself up. But I can’t deal with this anymore. I will always love you Gerard. Goodbye.” Frank said, his voice sounding closer to the person he is, and not something distant. “Goodbye Frankie.” I whispered. All I could do now was sing to myself,
“Long ago and oh so far away,
I fell in love with you before the second show.
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear.
But you’re not really here…
It’s just the radio…
Don’t’ you remember you told me you loved me baby?”
Off he went into the sun, suitcase in hand. Never once did he turn around. Just walked straight forward. He was determined to start over. This was the last time I would ever see Frank Iero.
It was a gloomy afternoon. Various shades of grey filled the sky as clouds began to swarm around it. The sun hadn’t been out in ages. No birds singing in perfect harmony, no rainbows to brighten the sky. Nothing.
He hadn’t spoken to me in days. My heart was ready to collapse. Slowly I began to crumble. ‘Today, today I will speak to him.’ I thought. Groggily, I pulled myself out of my bed through the bottles of booze on the floor and got a fresh change of clothes. Once I was done changing, a bizarre feeling consumed. Something wasn’t right here. I heard the sound of the front door opening. Charging down the stairs, I stumbled, landing face first on the wooden floor . My arms and legs ached from the impact, but still I picked myself off the floor. He averted his gaze to where I was standing. The look he gave pierced right through my heart. ‘This is not the Frank I loved.’ My eyes swelled and began to flood with tears. Little droplets hit the floor and his vacant eyes should no sympathy. I tried to cry out to him, but only a hoarse whisper could escape the depths of my throat, “W-why?” Silence fell upon us. “Why are y-you leaving me h-here?”
“You brought this upon yourself, Gerard.”
“But you promised you would stay forever…” I couldn’t hold myself together. Sobs left my lips.
“Promises are always broken, Gerard. Wouldn’t things be better if I left anyway?” His voice was cold and heartless. Nothing could get through to that man, yet I ran to him and held him tightly. “Baby, please… Stay.” I begged him. He sighed. “Don’t make this harder than it needs to be…” He patted my head and smirked. I fell to my knees and bawled. He planted a kiss on my lips, his final goodbye. “Gee, you are my first love, and my only love. But this addiction… It’s gone too far. Time after time, I have given you many chances to clean yourself up. But I can’t deal with this anymore. I will always love you Gerard. Goodbye.” Frank said, his voice sounding closer to the person he is, and not something distant. “Goodbye Frankie.” I whispered. All I could do now was sing to myself,
“Long ago and oh so far away,
I fell in love with you before the second show.
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear.
But you’re not really here…
It’s just the radio…
Don’t’ you remember you told me you loved me baby?”
Off he went into the sun, suitcase in hand. Never once did he turn around. Just walked straight forward. He was determined to start over. This was the last time I would ever see Frank Iero.