Time Takes Us All.

Near.

Frank. He was there. He really was. Wasn’t he?
Gerard slowly opened his eyes and looked around.

Nobody was there.

But still, he felt this hint of a well-known perfume. Frank’s perfume. Instantly he remembered everything he had worked so hard to forget. Frank’s adorable smile, his jet black hair, all his meaningful tattoos, his cute laughter. There was so much he never wanted to forget, but at the same time it was too painful to remember.

“Frank?”

No answer. Just a cold breeze.

Gerard suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. Frank was there. It had to be him. Gerard took a deep breath, letting Frank's scent fill up his lungs. He would have this memory from the past for as long as possible.
He didn’t ever want to forget Frank after all.
Not now. Not ever.

It’s funny how much you’d lose if you forgot about your past.