Ship: Gerard/Patrick
Words: 232

What is this piece of shit? Idk but thanks for 13K reads

I didn't know what I was before Gerard.

I was useless. Pathetic. A waste of space. I didn't understand how anyone could appreciate a piece of shit like me. I would never wear anything revealing, I would never wear shorts, I would never not wear hats. I covered my skin because I was ugly.

I didn't understand how I couldn't be.

Then Gerard came along.

We met on Warped Tour and our relationship grew from there. We attended each other's shows, we dated, we kissed.

It was like a dream come true. I was in love.

He showed me things I'd never considered before. He told me I was beautiful. He told me I wasn't a waste of space and I didn't believe him.

He would tell me every day, "You're so pretty." And I never believed him, but as the years passed, I began seeing myself as better and better until all that ugly, fat chub just kind of disappeared.

He would kiss my stomach and love me until I was a giggling mess.

Gerard was amazing.

Was.

Now, though, he's gone. There are no more morning greetings. There are no more stomach kisses. No more, "you're so pretty's." No more, "I love you's."

He's gone.

But I'm still beautiful.

Idek wtf that was.