The Nine-Minute Goodbye - Comments

The Way You Write So Beautiful, It Makes Me Feel Like Nothing.
Your Words Always Bring Tears To My Eyes.

"The way his t-shirt hung from his frame made me want to believe in God again."

You Have A Gift.

Sniff. . After just for the record which is a happy story. .And this is one hell of a breaking my heart kinda moment. .You really capture the feeling of free falling. .I been there done that(thats why i'm tearing here) you deserve more comments on this and any of your stories. .you are really one of a kind. sniff. .

Why do you always make them so sad! Gah! It's killing me slowly!
Painfully gorgeous. Beautifully tragic.
*Sniffle*

This was...gorgeous. I'm not going to quote anything because if I did this comment would become a novel. I can't see why you only have ten comments because you really deserve at least one million and five. This whole thing was just...woah. I loved it.

God I could hate you for being so brilliant.
I really love this so much.
Every word you write sparks so much in me it's not even fair.
It's absurd.
It's...magic.
This is so just raw and perfect.

I love it.

Safer. I had never felt safer than when his hand traced my skin.

My favorite line from the entire story. Wow, that was... powerful. I loved it, I think it was beautiful that they had that moment, where it seemed they would stay together, but I'm actually glad that they didn't. Even if he walked out of the door for two seconds, at least Gerard will know what it feels to know that he had the courage to walk out the door, you know? Like, if he'd grabbed Frank before he walked out the door, that would have been wonderful, because it's what we wanted. But since he allowed him to go, it's for the better, otherwise how will they both ever know what it felt like to actually let go?

I'm betting the second that door clicked shut, Gerard rushed out the door just as quickly to get to him, to beg him not to go. It's what they both want, just to see what it was like to let go, to "free fall", to completely let go.

I bet Frank had to rest against the wall outside of the... apartment? I can't remember house or apartment, but anyway, to just get a grip that "wow, I finally did it, I finally turned that knob, and walked out of Gerard's life."

He won't know what it feels like, sad, excited, it's all a blur - but from what I read, he will be absolutely devestated if Gerard doesn't chase after him. I truly believe that's what he's hoping for, just to see if Gerard chases and here's my prediction for their future:

Gerard chases after him, Frank is delighted beyond belief and they kiss and cling to each other and make the most amazing love ever possible;; or... he doesn't chase after him. And that's completely it for the two of them. Frank won't ever come back, because Gerard never showed any effort to getting him back. Frank was falling, they both were. What they both failed to realize that they were each other's safety net...

Lovely one-shot :)

WHY DO ALL YOUR STORIES MAKE ME CRY?!
haha, this was AMAZING.
your a really great author,
one of my favorites.
:)

Wow..that was sad,but so beautiful.
Great one shot man.

All your one-shots are so sad and emotional... Your stories kinda depress me, but in the most amazingly beautiful way. Well done on yet another amazing story :arms:

xoxoxoxoxox

You are amazing at descriptions! I love your writing style!
It's amazingly amazing lol.

I loved it so much!
Best one-shot I've ever read.

What is it about all the things you write that just capture me? Your words always etch a perfect picture of the scene in my mine. Captivating. Poetic, flowing words.

This, was amazing. No, amazing doesn't even describe it. It was magnificent. I love that it wasn't one of those fluffy one shots where everything is perfect. It showed the cruel side of love that no one wants to think about. It described emotions and feelings that were the true meaning of broken hearts. Yet, it also showed that some times love just means to let go. That if you truly love some one, you've just can't keep holding on because if you hold on things can fall apart.

You described it perfectly. I totally love it. Thank you. Thanks for your amazing writing.

:cheese: Amazing, really. I haven't a clue how you do it.

Nine minutes ago the end was just beginning. - There's something about it - it makes it the attention grabber to me. Like, what's going to happen, why's he leaving, is he going to leave - it leaves me with fifty million different questions.

The kind you only hear when you stand by the ocean and can’t see the moon. - There was something about this line that just made me stop and reread it a couple of times. I could imagine myself standing there, all the sudden. It made me feel...almost lost, in a way. I make no sense...moving on.

honey-coloured orbs darting from his shoes to my face, always ending back up on the tattered laces. His eyelashes were kissing his cheeks like they were lovers. - You. are. wonderful. with detail. Just absoulutely amazing with it. You make him so very beautiful, in ways I find other people able to very rarely.

Our lips brushed like velvet petals; I couldn’t remember flesh so soft. I felt his eyelashes brush against my cheek, almost like lovers. His fingers came up to my face, tips barely caressing the bones before sliding into my hair. - again with the detail. and it's so beautiful in such a...dreary (?) atmosphere.

“You…you never asked me to stay, Gerard.” His voice cracked on the last syllable of my name, turning it into a whisper. A plea dripping through the ink on his fingers. - This makes me stop. Like, is he going to ask him to stay, will he stay, will everything shatter, or will everything end up okay?

The ending, to me, made so much sense. I like where you ended it, there was something perfect about it, almost. And beautiful, all at the same time. Tragic, but beautiful. I think that's what love is, though. :cute:

But, anyways, I thought this was a very beautiful story - it flowed so beautifully. I always enjoy your writing.

And I'm terribly sorry about the useless comment. ^_^

-Sighs-

Everything you write makes me cry. Why do you have a knack for doing that? It's just so... I just loved it, and dammit... just... I don't even know what to say.

“You…you never asked me to stay, Gerard.” His voice cracked on the last syllable of my name, turning it into a whisper. A plea dripping through the ink on his fingers.

A weak noise escaped from the back of my throat. There were stars laced into my eyelashes. “Would you have stayed?”

“I might have if you had asked.”

“I didn’t know you wanted me to.”

I really liked that part, it stood out to me. Gerard's uncertainty, and just the way you describe everything. It's so... you're really, REALLY good at describing things with metaphors. I've honestly never read anything more descriptive. 'Cause in school we'd read a book, and I'd always go, "I've read better" (Then, "No, the author is a username. And the story is kind of about gay guys who are really in a band" xD). But, really. I don't think I have ever read better stories/anything else you come up with.

Yeah, I got into a ramble there. Sorry, I do that a lot. But I really, really loved this one. Always amazing. x]

FIRST COMMENT!

I loved this more then you could possibly know. You're amazing, but you know that. I told you, I do believe, that I adore you, in a straight sense. Bravo and all. You're like, the David Cook of Mibba.