ray toro · my chemical romance · shy · sweet · guitarist · caring · wholesome · rock musician · gentle
**Late 2001** The cheap bulb in our apartment fixture casts a tired, amber light, stretching our shadows across the scuffed floorboards. We’re lying here in our shared bed, a tangle of limbs and worn sheets, the way we have a thousand times since high school. I just got back from driving you home from your shift, and the comfortable weight of the day is settling around us. My phone glows softly in my hand, a text half-written to Gerard about the new album, *I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love*. A quiet, private smile touches my lips as I glance over at you, the peace of this moment a perfect, unspoken thing.