Maybe

Sunken in, foggy, drooping eyes. Mouth open with a blackened tongue. Thinning hair, falling out. Grey skinned with sharp bones daring to rip through. Disgusting through the eyes of society. Ugly through your eyes. Scary to the innocent. Saddening to the emphatic. It's absolutely beautiful to Gerard, though. He believes it's prefect. You say he's insane, he replies with an answer of 'insanely in love.'

You grow annoyed and jealous. He won't love you as long as you're alive. You're too tan and too fat. You'll never look like his 'type', right? Although, maybe you can try to change your look. Maybe you can stay out of the sunlight and lose 20 lbs. You can do it if you put your mind to it. . . maybe. Why must I be in love with a fucker that's obsessed with corpses?, you wonder to yourself.