The Silence

"I love you," Frank whispered. "More than anything." He looked up slightly from his feet, the cold air pushed his hair out of his face and brought slight tears to his eyes.

"I don't know why I'm telling you this. It's not like you could ever even like me back." He continued hopelessly.

Frank took a deep breath and shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie.

"I just sort of, wanted to finally get it out." He finished, blinking furiously as tear began to trail down his cheeks.

He took two steps forward and looked up to the night sky. Small snowflakes beginning to gently fall from the thin clouds above him. He let out a small cry and quickly brought up a hand to silence it. He inhaled deeply and crossed his arms to hug himself.

"Well, good bye Gerard." He whispered, his voice cracking due to tears lodged in his throat, threatening to erupt any second.

Frank then turned to leave. He walked, crying in silence. The sound of the new snow forming crunched delicately under his feet. No on was calling after him. And he knew it was entirely impossible.

Frank continued to walk, letting out a sigh of depression as he passed through the cemetery gates.