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Every Heart You Break - Ch. 3"You don't have to see my face ever again!"
Hm... That phrase repeated itself like a broken record in my head. I leaned my head back on Alicia's shoulder as she watched TV with her husband's head in her lap, sleeping. I glared out the apartment window. Just outside was a giant billboard holding the face of a certain boy I knew last year.
"Gerard, wanna go out?" Alicia asked. I looked at her. Only then did I realize that the TV was off and Mikey was awake. I shrugged.
"Great. Let's get Starbucks." She suggested cheerfully, dropping the magazine she was reading onto Mikey's lap.
I loved their apartment. It was right across the street from a Starbucks. New York is a wonderful place.
I cringed internally when we entered the coffee shop.
A camera crew was huddle in a corner surrounding... Frank!
I mindlessly walked up to the corner, listening quietly behind the cameraman.
"All your fans are wondering how your personal life is like. Girlfriend?" The woman interviewer asked Fran
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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