His hazel eyes glimmered in the light, the piercing in his lip mimicking them glamorously as he extended his arm out to take the photograph of the pair of us that I was currently gazing down at fondly.
I'd been in love with him for the last year, but my reasons for this couldn't have been more warped, sickening or selfish on my part. If he found out, then he'd definitely leave me. What's worse than that, though, was that I could be committed to the psych ward in Belleville Hospital again for my justification of this "love".
Sure, he was gorgeous. He also had the exact same air of charm about him that instantly compelled me and made him stand out above everyone else, something that I loved to witness every day to remind me of all the time I could have had with someone else.
Danny's hair was even the same shade of black that Frank's once was, even though black couldn't really be considered all that tonal. Still, though, the harder I looked at the picture of him and I sharing a joyful embrace, his imperfections to Frank leapt out at me.
The lip piercing was too far to the centre to be like Frank's. His hair was also slightly longer than Frank's was, and he was the tallest person I think I'd ever met. Aside from all of that, though, he was the one person in the last three years that hadn't preyed on me with sympathy after losing my one, big chance to fall in love, and bared a likeness to Frank that I never thought I could see in anyone.
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Everyone has a chance to fall in love at some point in their lives and meet the person who they thought could make them forever happy, and mine was one night exactly 3 years and five months ago when I met Frank Iero.
I was always hard to figure out and I had such energy inside of me that wanted to seep through, something that he definitely noticed. We wasted a lot of time together, me being the idiot I was and completely taking advantage of his existence.
It took me the majority of those five months we had together before I could admit to him and myself that my feelings for him weren't just of friendship, even though I was sure that I loathed his arrogance and dripping words of innuendo.
When I finally got my act together, we had some time where the both of us could be as natural as we wanted around each other. It wasn't even half a year of being in his presence before everything was swept from under my feet and he was stolen from me.
I learned one, main thing from losing Frank and spending a couple of months in hospital to recover from what had happened, and it was this.
Never take advantage of what you have, and open your eyes. Look for the good things in a person, and, even if it's just a small attraction you think you may be feeling towards them, do something about it.
Don't make the same mistake I did when I was a naive twenty one year old.
Here's my five month story.
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