Words

It’s not that Frank isn’t happy, it’s just that there are some nights that all he wants to do is just go to bed and know that Gerard will be there in the morning. And he wants to tell him—he’s sure as hell thought about it enough—he can just never find the right words, the ones that will make Gerard take a day off from the rest of his life and just be with Frank.

All those words bottling up though, they hurt him sometimes more than Gerard actually leaving ever does.