"daniel..." he spoke.
"i can't do this anymore with you," dan whispered but phil was still able to hear it.
"i can make things right, i promise you," phil choked on his words.
"please just don't ever come back to me."
"dan, i swear to you that i can fix us. i'll do whatever you want," he started to cry.
"you had all these months to fix us and you didn't use any of your chances, but if you really do want to fix us, then don't talk to me ever again. don't try getting me back after months and months after you think that we're fixed from this longing silence," daniel walked out of their apartment.

eleven blocks from my door to your doorstep
three years later and it feels too close