Day By Day, Life Goes On

Day Twenty-Eight: Give Me A Shot?

I knew I had to do something.

True he was here.

And he wanted to love me again.

That was at least a start.

He was all that I had to live for.

That’s what led me to be kneeling before the door.

With hundreds of rose petals spread around me.

And a dozen red roses and a black one in hand.

He opened the door. Just staring at me.

I could see the tears starting to fall.

“Please, give me a shot?”

“Oh Gerard, I love you.”

He was in my arms seconds later.

It felt like coming home.
♠ ♠ ♠
I have two parts left.
I am putting them up.
In about five mintues.
THEN ILL BE DONE!!!