Title: Your Kisses Cut
Pairing: Gerbert
Rating: PG (a couple naughty words, nothing graphic)
Summary: as those words leave your tongue everything is clear and readable A letter from Bert to Gerard
Author:
yet2comeundone/
my_pen_name Disclaimer: Fictional, meaning it came from my mind not the world
Letter 1 Gee-
You compared us to a fucking sweater. What do I say to that? But I’m not the only one pulling us apart. This is half your job, too. The girls and drugs. I don’t know, they just come to me. Fine. You made your damn point. Happy?
I’m not. I hate your points. I hate how you come up with them so quickly, yet they make sense. I hate how the words leave your tongue before I process the problems. I especially hate how as soon as those words leave your tongue everything is clear and readable.
More than your points I hate the scars that continue to litter your skin. I love your body. It’s beautiful. But I hate the scars. I hate how nothing I do seems capable of forcing them to cease appearing. I hate how I lack the power to make them fade. I hate them most when I see new scars, once you’ve fallen asleep and I we’ve exchanged tired “I love yous.” That’s when I get a chance to look at you.
But more than any scar or point you could create I despise half-hearted kisses. Your half-hearted kisses cut deeper into my soul than any blade that’s ever touched your skin.
I’ll keep your heart in my hand for eternity, if only I could reach all of it.
-Bert
P.S. All of those silly things I’ve said to you, I meant them. I still mean them. I still love you.