The park was cold that night.
One lonely bridge and two lonely boys.
One standing on the edge,
The other waking past.
As the tattooed punk boy walked past, earbuds blaring, Gerard felt his hands slip slowly.
As he said his last goodbyes to the rising sun and the tattooed boy, he let go.
He would never get his happy ending.
But hey, a boy can dream right?
All the way,
To the end.
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To The End - Frerard
FanfictionImagine what it would be like for young Gerard Way to have a loved one. A savour. Hey, a boy can dream right? //TW// - !graphic imagery/scenes of s*icide / s*lf-harm, slurs, swearing, abuse, violence!
